UnKnown-Self
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I wrote a piece once called "The War Within" it had to be close to twenty years ago. It was in three parts and oddly enough one of my favorite pieces that I'd ever written. It was, to me at least so real and raw. It is not the kind of piece that will ever inspire cross stitch pillows. If I ever come across it, I might share it here. Most find it difficult to read. Maybe that's why I like it so much. The truth can be so damned uncomfortable. Not that the thoughts expressed are factually "true" but these were the thoughts I was having is a fact.