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The light fades

with only despair to be felt.

Grilled by council of judges.

More pain and agony at home with stubborn stupidity

after years of tolerated emotional torture.

I wanted to puke

blood that is.

Then the ultimate confirmation on the bus this morning

that I was made by God to be a loner.

This is by far the hardest part to accept

but I have no choice other than eternal return to God by death.