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That was then, this is now.

That was then, this is now
Her goldfish dies, she cries.
That was then.
Her best friend dies, she cries.
This is now.
She realizes:
Goldie’s death was nothing then compared to Ruby’s now.
“Oh sweet innocence,” she says, “did I really have to know what it felt like to lose somebody?”
If she had a choice, she’ll live in the bubble where the death of a goldfish is the worst to happen.
But it wasn’t her choice, and besides,
That was then, this is now.

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