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Yes, I’m damned and there’s no way to change that.
But it’s not going to feel new forever.
One day I’ll wake up and a new person will enter my life. Someone I made, obviously, but forgot about. So this new person will be my beginning and after that I’ll start forgetting about other things too.
And once you forget you’re not real, well… then youarereal.
If you have no memory of your real self, it doesn’t exist.
The sun breaks through a long bank of thick clouds, shining rays of light down on me.
And it feels like a blessing.
I am blessed.
