I look at pictures of us
When we were happy
And see strangers
Laughing back.
I don't remember
Why they smiled.
It doesn't hurt.
I don't know them.
--10.18.11
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"You can't expect to understand me completely through the medium of present-day conceptions. I breathe for my own necessity, for the fuel of my body, for my survival... I've given you, not my sacrifice or my pity, but my ego and my naked need." [[The Fountainhead]]
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