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... urns like I just ran miles.
A tear slides down my face, and my vision blurs.
Pathetic.
I’ve been crying a lot these past few days. Some king I’m becoming.
I scrub my face with shaking hands, furious with myself for still bleeding over wounds that never close. For still hearing their voices when night or day grows too quiet.
"I did my best," I whisper to the empty room as if they would hear.
Even if they did, they would never believe me.
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