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Question Everything. Every Stripe, Every Star, Every Word Spoken. Everything.

Today I Must Write A Paragraph Or A Page Better Than I Did Yesterday.

I Had To See And Feel And Be With The Thing That I Wanted To Write About.

...my Heart May Have Been In It But My Soul Was Not.

We Looked At Each Other, And I Could See In Those Big Reddened Eyes That He Was Not Going To Scream. He Was Full Of Anger - And Who Could Blame Him? - But He Was No Fool. He Needed Me, And He Wanted Me Here, If Only To Insult Me.