So today I had a thought and I decided to start a blog so other people could read my thoughts and realize they are not alone in their weirdity. But it took me so long to choose a template that I forgot what my original thought was. The end.
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I remember...
I remembered what I was going to say. I remembered because I saw, once again, the source of my guilty agony. Why is my agony felt in guilt? Because it is caused by a blind eye. A blind eye lodged in the head of another person. If you have ever read "The Tell-tale Heart", you know of what I speak. I have read this short story many times but never before have I identified with it's main character- the narrator. I never understood his anguish.
Until now.
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