Realizations

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It hits me sometimes, as if for the first time.
A savage anguish, once bargained away for a bitter regret, returns; only to bow down before life’s grandmasters, disillusion and shame.
If only, if only, if only.
Acrid words.
Words of pity, of paralysis, of death

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