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rnished silver locket into my palm, a
bly soared, every creative block
the scholarshi
my paintings front and c
n, blinding and brutal,
world blurring into a chaoti
r the bright ligh
across every headline: "Miracle Birth or I
olarship, my parents disowned
d myself alone in a cheap motel, walking to a br
why everything hap
t for luck, but
ence and transferre
envy, orchestrating my downfall to claim m
with a rage that
violen
my eyes fl
alling into
room, the smell of oil
nd outstretched, the anti
her voice dripping with the
s time, the ending