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Still searching for my permanent address, seeking where I really live, fit in. Suspended between life’s already-happened and soon-to-be-memories moments. Longing for a white-picket-fenced home, landscaped in self-trust, self-respect, with room for a full-of-love heart. Instead, I discover a crumbling castle, mossy, dank dungeon of the mind imprisons me. The jagged nettles of cruel abuse doled out by my dark thoughts pierce my soul. Spirit sapped, barely staying alive. Hope, in one tiny sliver of daylight in the cracked castle wall, penetrates the darkness. When push comes to shove, will there be enough shove left in me to rise above, to finally reside in happily-ever-after? My choice.