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Everyone cares
when it's too late.
When you're hanging from your fairy lights or lying in a bathtub of red.
But not before. 
They just blithely, superficially pat you on the head, and tell you to get on with things.

Not till it's too late. Everyone cares when it's too late. When you're hanging from your fairy lights or lying in a bathtub of red. But not before. They just blithely, superficially pat you on the head, and tell you to get on with things. Not till it's too late.
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