It throbs in the air between us, this bright and shining lie. Like the emperors new clothes we pretend to be in awe of its splendor of this 600lb drunken bull in the china shop of our lives. Unsure, we try to pretend it's not there hoping like a child facing the bogeyman a blanket will be enough. Sometimes though, the thread breaks and we stand
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