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Isaias couldn’t quite identify the emotion, despite his intimacy with the emotional workings of the human soul. It felt—layered. Complex. Like a normal emotion but with a rotting, spoiled core.
I will tell you that you are divine. I will tell you that I worship your goodness. I will tell you that you are a bright light in this world. My world.

