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  • "Where are all your emotions? You never have a reaction!" they exclaimed to me. My posture had stiffened, I clenched my hands, and pinned my teeth real tight. You want to see my emotions? They are buried in the backyard of my ex's house. They have sank through my yellow-striped pillow. They are scattered with the mirror that used to hang on the bathroom wall. I do not like reliving those emot--sorry, I do not want to continue.
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