"...that one never ever really leaves it, but it has always been there, in the shadows, between eyeblinks, between each parting of the lips. that one will in time come to meet it again, and listen, and remember, and learn. and in the end, which is actually the beginning (it's just a matter of perspectives anyway!) one would come to wake up from the dream of safety and security, of warmth and solace and into the bleak reality of people coming and going. and through it all, like fear that has already passed, i remain. only i remain. and because it is so, i can go again."
- d. steine
from "Memoirs of Soledad"
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