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Submitted to Contest #289
It’s funny. I only write here at my lowest. For the last week the plague has reappeared, tormenting my flawed existence. In the palm of my hand, I could feel it, the grasp of sanity. Trust in my being and just like that, in a fleeting moment, it’s gone. For these past few years, clarity has felt like an unblocked nose, only missed when you no longer have it, then it’s all you wish for. At this moment it’s all I can wish for. That the strength inside me, as elusive as it is, can overcome this disease; but maybe I am destined to walk this empt...
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