Humans hate warnings. They call them fear, noise, or jealousy. But at the end of the story, regret always whispers: “They tried to tell me.”
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Humans hate warnings. They call them fear, noise, or jealousy. But at the end of the story, regret always whispers: “They tried to tell me.”
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