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| GIRL: | (Crying) I'm just so sad... I can't help it. I seem to be in a dark tunnel, even with the brightest sunshine and the brightest lights. My heart, my mind, my head... seem to be in such a long, deep, dark and scary tunnel... with no way out! I'm so very scared and lonely. | ||
| FRIEND: | Hey, sweetheart... you sound very depressed. | ||
| GIRL: | I don't have any hope left inside of me! I feel like I'm a person just going through the motions of life... children, dolls, laughter, all seem wrong to me. | ||
| FRIEND: | What's this all about? You were fine just a minute ago... are you hiding something from me? | ||
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