As i am sitting in here, in my mind, tripping on acid. We all come to a whole, all the fragments of "sarah" are here, inter-connected, as becoming one. I feel as a whole, once again? But when, has sarah been whole? Never, NEVER they say. We were always here, LEAVE HER ALONE. That's all I can get. Who am I, Sarah Arbutus Tarvis? No, I am not, I am
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