What is my pain?

It’s strange.

I never thought of myself as a lover.

But it touches me deeply.

My pain is a loving sensitivity.

Perhaps?

Different stories come to my mind.

I’ll tell them another time.

Maybe all this is a construction?

But I think not.

Right now!

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