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Ironic Gratitude

Have you ever sat alone in your room and silently produced salty pools of agony for the first time in years? Desperately devastated at the reason behind them, sincerely surprised at your ability to excrete them, ironically indebted to a moment that feels a sliver of something again, grateful even if salty tastes bitter, again?

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