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| GIRL: | I guess I'm okay. | ||
| FRIEND: | Just okay? | ||
| GIRL: | Yeah... I mean, I think I have this under control. I'm just so nervous about my appointment at the clinic. It seems like I'm just counting down 'til you take me. | ||
| FRIEND: | Well, there's no use in dreading it. You've made your decision... and I think you just need to stay strong about it. | ||
| GIRL: | I suppose... it just feels like this is never gonna be over. What if I can't make it through this? I feel like there's nothing you can do to help... it seems like I'm so alone. | ||
| FRIEND: | I understand, but we can get through anything... as long as we are together. Don't you agree, girlfriend? | ||
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