Contrary to what you may tell yourself,
I am in the middle--always have been, always will be.
Your anger seeps deep into my bones as if it were my own, but I'll never feel it myself. I continue to see only clarity: there may be two sides to every story, but neither are right.
Contrary to what you may tell yourself,
the truth is a myth.
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