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excuses


I'm fine,
just tired,
Its cold,
I ate before I came ,
I'm doing better,
 please go away ,
no dessert thanks, 
honestly I'm doing okay,
 I'm not feeling well,
maybe later,
as many times as these things are said why does nobody see the invisible pain behind them

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