I have become a poison. Every word spilling out of my mouth is virulent, every touch flowing from my fingertips laced with toxin. He tells me how disrespectful I've been, how everything I do is permeated by a layer of distrust. Whenever we chance upon eye-contact he looks away. It feels like he hasn't smiled at me in months
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And I really love your writing! I like your voice that comes through, it makes for a great read!
Exclamation point! High five!
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Of course, a compass is useless in a situation like that, and you are able to convey that through the text of the story extremely well. And you are so even handed throughout the telling, it's really an impressive achievement.
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