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No one will see things the way I do, no one will see my side of the screen. No one will understand what goes on in my home, no one will take time to think what happens in theirs. No one will look truly forward to the exact things I do, no one will want to be just like me. No one will want to hear my laughs as much as they hear my cries. No one will want to see my failures, seek my heart's truths. No one will want to be with me, hardships implied. I want someone who sees things the way I do, seeking each other's view. I want someone who thinks about what goes on in my home, and I'll do it right back. I want someone who looks toward the future, who lets me lean on their back. I want someone who will be by my side, no matter if I cry. I want someone to acknowledge my prayers, help me find my heart's truth. I want someone to sit with me, no matter what happens, side by side.
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