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I have disappeared.   Disappearence is common. Allies swallow people.  Lakes surround a soul and rob them.   This is not a dissapearence I have been dealing with.  
We met the other day, All was fine one could say. Let's face the truth: it was not. We were strangers to one another, Different from what we thought. It was awkward, Was it not?  
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