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I am enveloped by a sudden sense of sadness. I cannot really put a finger on the why, though. There is a sense of premonition, as if everything that has led up to this point is going to swallow me whole. I feel empty, and incapable of love. This is unsettling, and I wonder if all of the preceding weeks and months and years were a lie, when I felt like I would burst with all the emotions whirling in my chest – am I but an imposter at this as well?

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