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I see you.

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Crawling on flesh worn-to-the-bone, bloodied, falling, I see you. Can’t look at yourself in the mirror because you’re sure that the wrongness of the wrong was all you. I see you. Arguing with god in the secret room in your mind while you wear an atheist’s robes, I see you. Believing the people who tell you that you can’t love…

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