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Interlude.

He was ignoring me.

It’s not like he went out of his way to avoid me, though. We still mingled in the same circles. We still went to the same places.
He just wasn’t talking to me.

I tried. I said hello, I asked what the matter was. But he wouldn’t respond. He would look away, turn to another friend, and I’d be back in his background.

I tried to think, what could I have possibly done?
I would sit down and put my head in my hands.
I wouldn’t cry. Why would I?

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