Write a letter to your 100-year-old self.
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Heartaches, heartaches, my loving you means only heartaches. Your kiss was such a sacred thing to me. I can’t believe it’s just a burning memory. Heartaches, heartaches, what does it matter how my heart breaks? I should be happy with someone new, but my heart aches for you. Heartaches, heartaches, my loving you means only heartaches. Your kiss was such a sacred thing to me. I can’t believe it’s just a burning memory. Heartaches, heartaches, what does it matter how my heart breaks? I should be happy with someone new, but my heart aches for you. Heartaches, heartaches, my loving you means only heartaches. Your kiss was such a sacred thing to me. I can’t believe it’s just a burning memory. Heartaches, heartaches, what does it matter how my heart breaks? I should be happy with someone new, but my heart aches for you. Heartaches, heartaches, my loving you means only heartaches. Your kiss was such a sacred thing to me. I can’t believe it’s just a burning memory. Heartaches, heartaches, what does it matter how my heart breaks? I should be happy with someone new, but my heart aches for you. Heartaches, heartaches, my loving you means only heartaches. Your kiss was such a sacred thing to me. I can’t believe it’s just a burning memory. Heartaches, heartaches, what does it matter how my heart breaks? I should be happy with someone new, but my heart aches for you. Heartaches, heartaches, my loving you means only heartaches. Your kiss was such a sacred thing to me. I can’t believe it’s just a burning memory. Heartaches, heartaches, what does it matter how my heart breaks? I should be happy with someone new, but my heart aches for you!
her Sactuary of Dissociation 
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