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... eeps choices small and obedient. Sharp looks like truth because it cuts. I wore that like a habit. I measured days by what fell when my hand closed and called it strength.
It was not. It was hollow dressed as useful.
I can laugh at that now - low, at my own expense. I confused a finished noise with a finished life.
The room has learned to be quiet. Black walls. Red lines. Purple dust where smiles pretended to be faces. The pistol lies open on the floor like a hand that ha ...
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