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“I thought that I'd write everything. But I think that whatever I feel at this point, Is beyond my ability to comprehend or describe. I would have to burn my skin alive right in front of your eyes And still I'd fear letting it out In the wild, to make you feel How much it hurts How much it breaks my heart, How brutally it's wounding my soul, How terribly you're causing my existence to dissolve ... How do I write what's engraved through your voice in my cells? What would I have to do to forget anything which you told me? Would I have to die?”

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