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disillusionmentdisillusionmentswallow back tearspast the mountaina bitter pill lodged in my throatacrid taste disintegrating hopethe flavor tasted over and over againlike the heartbeat in the dry, cracked skin at the end of my fingertipsa pain that cannot be hiddena constant reminder of being too openwinter's gift
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