A pocket of wisdom brought down from the heavens, a loneliness that cannot be swallowed, my sin my reflection, my bitterness my pill, a story of decaying desperation, a suffocating hand holdings every breath in, my cries misunderstood, my pleas disconnected, forgiveness not given but always wanted.
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I like how much you manage to inject into these short stories
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