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I was born with a leak, and any goodness I started with just slowly spilled out of me, and now it's all gone. 
And I'll never get it back in me. 
It's too late. 
Life is a series of closing doors, isn't it? I was born with a leak, and any goodness I started with just slowly spilled out of me, and now it's all gone. And I'll never get it back in me. It's too late. Life is a series of closing doors, isn't it?
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