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I don’t expect you to understand. 
It’s not your fault.
You got no frame of reference.
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That’s my first reaction. 
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But looking at it, I see that it’s wrong. Of course you have a frame of reference. Of course you understand. It just means something else to me than it does to you. Because of my frame of reference. 
I have been changed by things.
The change has been wrought.


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I shall endeavor to cease my squawking about it. But my god.
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One thing I know is that whatever else is going on here, I am writing and working for myself. I am the beneficiary of my works. Sometimes I am writing for myself in the darkness of some cold and future night, that there might be some warmth, a scrap of blanket and a piece of bread.
Here you go, friend. 
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fin.
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