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  • There’s a separate life in a separate universe. A separate me, and a separate you. Beyond our separation between here and there, I open my heart up. I allow hope. I bare my scars to you and say “Look! This is what’s been done to me! Do you see? Do you really see? The different shapes left from different weapons. Can you understand? Or better yet - do you acknowledge? These injuries that have broken my bones and made me unable to move? Are you disgusted? Are you afraid?” From there are two more universes; one with your acceptance and one with your betrayal. Both with a foolish hope. Beyond our separation between here and there.
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