Woman in a RefrigeratorI’m not like you. I cannot leap a tall building in a single bound. I cannot hold when I want to move and move when I want to stay together. I’m falling apart, a little bit each day. Watching you, watching this, watching them. Every window broken is a wound in my heart, every scratch a scar on my soul.Woman in a Refrigerator
This and you, and them, it’s madness. Insanity. They use you, they wind you up and pit you against their enemies, thankless, faithless idiots. They fear you, as all humanity fears redemption, and fears itself but also anything greater than itself. But, despite this, in fact, because of it, you hear their cries,
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"The truth belongs to God... the mistakes were mine."
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