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But I didn’t have a shoulder either, not a hug or a warm place to find safety in my darkest of times. And I didn’t turn out to be a cold-blooded sack of shit. So where’s the excuse? Where’s the silver lining? It’s not fair. It was never fair, and I suffered for it.
A Ballad of Phantoms and Hope
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