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I was blind, thinking that this was the Spock I knew.
But, he was a stranger to me. I actually believed he came back because of me.
That he felt alone as I did. That it had been a mistake for him to go to Gol.
There was a moment, where I felt so connected to him, that this distance between us, had never happened.
But, I read him wrong, misinterpreted his words.
What I fool I was to think we could recapture the past.
What a fool...
