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I have this little place in me that will always be alone. No matter the circumstances -the outside world, or anything given to me- it will forever be there. It’s that part of me you can never touch. Never be healed. Never feel redeemed. A place so isolated from the rest of my life, it keeps me hungry, destitute- it’s a fragment that lacks belief. Don’t try to heal me, or know this place; this longing need keeps silent. Without this solitary eclipse that creeps into my life, I could never find any kind of peace. This curse cuts me deep. Penetrates my soul. Reveals me. Liberates me. The one place that keeps me from being whole -is the one place you cannot reach. Without this lone embrace, my life, your love would be meaningless.