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and no, I am not in my cup this night.
this is a something I have been wanting to express to all the blatherskites here.
You are all my friends.
Even though we don't hang out or chat with other on a daily basis. And I'm glad we don't because we might come to a point where we happen upon a silence in our talk, not knowing what to say next.
But here, for whatever reason we can say what is in our minds and hearts.
We can say them, be them, and truly live our words.
Yes I am damaged, for 21 years I have been in this state. I've lived through hell so many countless times. Guns I've pointed, guns pointed at me. Me.....such a baseless being. Looking at a wound be sycophant of death, it no longer scares me. I have all of the life of pain, etched in this body, that I no longer am afraid of it, the pain.
All I have anymore is the welcome of friendship, the love of family, the love of being alive.
I rejoice when I read your words. I rejoice when I know you are still here, breathing and sharing.
To each of you, to all of you.
This is my life,
and you my brethren, have it.
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