What a pity. When I look at you, I see my future. The future that I have to accept. I will live in despair for the rest of my life. 

What a shame. When you look at me, you fear that I have no future. The future that I am doomed to. You will throw me in a pool to wake me up, and tell me that I'm doing too much for nothing, that I don't even belong.

It's not the place where I want to be.

It's not the place where I should be.

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