letting go of Harry Potter
it feels like a handful of straw. And I can't pick and choose.
I can't let him go
without letting the rest.
It's all interlinked, see.
Everything goes with him.
It's all the same.
Everything looks the same.
Feels the same.
Like the red and blue wire are both encased in green.
Green means go go go
Let go Go faster Faster Grow up
No.
I will never be ready to do this.
I will never want to.
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