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i just woke from a pretty genuine nightmare. i was in a home, it did not look like any home i've lived in, and i was standing on a balance beam, or a tightrope above a bed on the second story of the house. my father was in the bed with a very young lady. they were kissing, and i knew she wasn't my mother, and that he was having an affair, but he
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at least i sweat it too.
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a king loses his empire. everything he has.
he is just a peasant now.
he gathers his robes.
visits a nearby land.
they greet him with open arms.
he is their guest.
they have no idea.
i find myself day after day asking myself how i lost my empire. and i wonder, whether its better that people have no clue that i have lost everything or if that just makes my loss even more unbearable. it can't even be put into words. i will just say that i am usually not ates. just another face. thats all i've become. maybe its just temporary. because tonight......i feel like...more.
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Stop horsing around.
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