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New Reality

None of those old fears came true. It’s not that I’ve been evading danger. No. I’m not that heroic. All the wormholes that I thought were going to take me away… Were in my head. And now I am living in the true reality. Which is agonizingly quiet some days. So that I must remind myself not to fill the air with those old voices. But to instead listen to the new voices that are benign. I’ll take a second to hear my friend say something nice to me. I’ll take a deep breath and smile. Which gives me a moment of peace. Before a new fear arises.

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