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By Jane Rain Date: 2017 Mar 15 Comment on this Work [[2017.03.15.16.36.4121]] |
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Is it? Am I? Are we? While I'd like to think so, the ghost of him tells me otherwise. Some days I hold out hope which is quickly snatched away. Other days I fully accept what I fear will be my fate. While my outlook may change, I never doubt that It is. I am. We are. |