The chamber I belong in?
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Last published Tue, Feb 18, 2025
This is a fiction inspired by non-fiction.
I have been deep in the trenches of despair and dilemma. I have become an embodiment of paradox yet still full of love. My mind has become a castle and all i am trying to do is find my own chamber too rest forever in.
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