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Submitted to Contest #197
The weight of my words fall at my feet like softball-sized hailstones from the sky. They drape over the room like a dense fog shrouding a highway. I have never communicated such thoughts out loud before—and since my therapist was in the room when I said them— I could not deny their existence anymore either. I feel like I just admitted where I buried a body. I have heard these thoughts jostling around in the floorboard of my mind. However, I presumed these thoughts were symbiotic—not parasitic. I had no idea that my true thoughts were ...
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