A Staged World
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Last published Wed, Jan 29, 2025
"In my desire to be loved, I threw myself away to a stage without an audience. A voice echoed "I'm here" calling out, "I beg you, notice me!" Nobody but me heard the voice, nobody understood it, for it was mine.
A theater, a secret and a mouth sewn shut. I'm the main character. If I can't speak then I'll dance. If I can't dance I'll sing. If I can't sing I'll write. If I can't write then...then I'll die.
Please..this is my last shot at being saved. I need your help. Will you accept?
(Based on true events)
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