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... ot like a blade slicing flesh or bone, but more like an invisible scalpel separating thoughts from one another, smashing ideas together until everything collapsed into a distorted echo that filled me from the inside — like someone had struck the core of my mind hard enough to crack who I was into fragments that no longer fit.
The ground didn't give way.I did.
It wasn't just my legs or the weight of my body tipping over — it was something deeper. A forced surrender, an internal de ...
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