You think I'm not sad, but you're wrong. Can't you see this tear? But really you shouldn't crave my sadness. Do you know how I really feel? Proud. I'm proud that you made it--even through all the pain and sorrow. Through the close calls and near misses. I'm proud of what you have become and look forward to seeing how you grow. Forget my sadness. You can have my pride.
Enough mushiness. I'm turning the music on. Go back to dancing your sad little dance.
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