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The slap in the face has finally come.
It's march and I trembled in fear.
I thought: "I'm safe up high and that nothing can touch me."
Scared. Confused.
Self doubting.
Let this chapter end soon please.
"When it's good, then it's good, it's so good, 'till it goes bad
Till you're trying to find the you that you once had..."
I need the confident me back.
Redemption.
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