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Every life is an unwritten epic, its most crucial chapters etched not on paper, but in the silent, haunted corners of memory. What you are about to read is not that epic. It is a ghost of it, a rumor, a mirage. This is just a fragment of fiction I have conjured up in my ever-forsaken mind, a flickering silhouette cast by the blinding light of a reality too intense to look at directly. It is my life in words I can never really describe; consider this not the story, but its shadow.