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I've worn guilt like a thick robe for so long, I can't take it off without taking my breath.
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Beyond every level of her mind knew something or someone had overstepped or overstayed their welcome. She thought of nothing else for the longest, she pondered, she contemplated, she thought and yet.....nothing, nothing made sense. Or did it? In the many days that passed, the poor and desolate young woman lost herself, regained herself, forgotten herself, remembered herself, starved herself, fed herself, formulated her existence and yet shattered herself; in what was an attempt to heal, such futility is frowned upon. Truth What was truth? Was it something she even had knowledge of anymore? Though she functioned on a seemingly normal level to the onlooking eyes of the world around her, little wisdom had they on the onslaught of her own mind against herself. Self...? What was the self to her anymore? And so again, she got lost.......lost in her own thoughts. Or memory.......

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