Chapter 25
You live in a haze, cool and blue, light with anger, heavy with melancholy. You live at a peace in which you are unmoving. You live as a version less than yourself. You sob often, suffocating wherever you go. You are hiding yourself. You are running, stuck in place. You are scared and heavy.
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