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Iridescence

Iridescence

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"The beauty of the prism is the different colors that you see throughout. And every time you turn it, the angle of the colors change. Even though it's at a different angle, it's still beautiful." My ticks come like a sudden burst. It builds up quickly and then in a flash, it explodes out of my mouth and my body. It lingers for a moment before fading away like a firework. For years, Ingrid's tourettes have taken a toll on her life and dominated her body since she was born. The only thing that she could dream of is having happiness for once. Until she met him. He was like a glow from the distance. So intriguing and beautiful yet, faint. As you continue to look at it longer, your eyes are captivated by its beauty that as if by a gravitational pull, you move closer to it. He holds the key. He can break the long lasting hold that my tourettes have had on my happiness. Break me free from my hell and let me see my true iridescence.
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