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duNja
Show must go oN.
I no longer want to be anything except what who I am. Who what am I? My answer: I am the sum total of everything that went before me, of all I have been seen done, of everything done-to-me. I am everyone everything whose being-in-the-world affected was affected by mine. I am anything that happens after I’ve gone which would not have happened if I had not come. Nor am I particularly exceptional in this matter; each “I”, every one of the now-six-hundred-million-plus of us, contains a similar multitude. I repeat for the last time: to understand me, you’ll have to swallow a world.
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I still wanted him in my life, needed him, in the primal way you need food when you’re hungry, or a hand in the darkness when you’re scared. I felt a constant, low-flying desperation, the kind you feel when you are trying, trying, trying to get something you will never, ever get. Something that’s being withheld, just shy of your grasp. Maybe I didn’t know how to dislike someone I loved. Maybe I didn’t know how to love someone who kept causing so much pain.
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