January 25, 2010
It starts with a innocent one.
Then another, and another, and another on top of that.
Until I am helplessly enclosed in a weakening bubble that threatens to burst at the slightest touch.
And as they gnaw at me for days on end, I steadily find the courage to release them in the awaiting hands of an unforgiving world.

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