Two Years, A Lifetime
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Last published Mon, Feb 27, 2023
The true story behind 'Reflections'.
Love and hatred.
Violence and tranquility.
Acceptance and discrimination.
We have all experienced these emotions and environments - on polar opposites of the spectrums within which they reside - with often many months or years between experiencing such opposites.
But Isaac is different; he experienced such polar opposites in such a short period of time.
What does that do to a person?
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All names have been changed for identity preservation purposes.
TW:
• Violence
• Drugs
• Mental illness/suicidal ideation
• Sexual acts
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