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Always worried about others before myself.

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Something unavoidable for some of us.

And no-one looks out for us...

It's the cross we must bear.

Can't we have something for us?

It'd be nice, don't you think?

Or someone maybe, someone who's there.

Yes, that would be even better.

I'm sure you'll find someone though!

I don't know.

It's not allowed.

Not allowed? What do you mean?

Duty calls. It is what matters.

And then possibly be too late.

Yes, but what else to do?

Be with them, times too short.

Not always possible when duty calls.

Screw duty. Be true to yourself.

Takes two to dance that dance.

One person has to ask first.

If you're not afraid of answers.

Being afraid left me so alone.

Sometimes it can't really be avoided.

I know. But there was time!

Then why didn't you take it?

Wasn't always sure he loved me.

So you didn't take the chance.

And lose him, I just couldn't.

But he's lost now, isn't he?

Yes but...I'm the lost one.

Only if you don't know directions.

Finding a time machine, almost impossible.

Then time for new maps, new directions.

A new start or better search?

Which would you prefer, or want?

Neither, I'd rather have him back.

Can you, without the time machine?

Don't know, I don't think so.

Will you think about yourself then>

Myself? Do you mean starting again?

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