I held it at arm's length, thinking that it could never get to me that way.

But as I sit here alone in this room night after rain soaked day. I have come to realize,with the full clarity of a reformed sinner; it was not that I was protecting me from it. It was that I was protecting it from me.

And it never wanted protection in the first place.

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