it all starts with a choice.
.
.
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i made a choice.
was convinced that it was right at first.
but i got confident too soon and found myself on shaky ground.
...
sometimes, it seems almost perfect.
at times, it almost threatens to rip me to bits.
and i'm now in a position which i find stupendously dangerous.
...
heart aches.
looking for a refuge.
i find none.
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