I am
I am an iteration unique in its imperfections.
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We are contained by the inescapable, but does that mean we must be incarcerated by it?
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Accepting or even encouraging difference does not imply an obligation to tolerate cruelty, to countenance atrocity.
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Time doesn't heal, it distances, and for some of us, not even that.
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