You are that part of me that will never close her eyes, that part who will never let go of the anger because we know that anger is powerful, noble, and necessary. You are that part of me who will wake me up, who will haunt me in my dreams when I allow myself to be lulled into fantasy and complacency by this illusion of a world. Even when you're not there, you are with me.
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