He was chosen. The crumbs of the cookie hit the floor swept up and disposed of in the bin. Whatever wishes and dreams were hers didn't matter, fate was going to have it's way. To be a victim takes a special effort. The mind can partially succumb,but to fully be devoured by victimhood takes enormous amounts of energy. Wasted energy without much reward,. Getting what you deserve is not a prize. The icy grip of truth never leaves one feeling complete, alone, forgotten. Rather it has an uncomfortable teetering of balance that requires a thoughtful and earnest presence. Where to hide your heart, where to put your faith. To be able to realize after the winnowing where you now stand is no less or no more.
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