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No one fights for us this time..
The curtains of tonight's show are now closed.
The audience has left the room (even if it never appeared in the first place, even if our lives were always taking place outdoors).
We could not be the judge of our own self and our choices were never leading to a way out.

'It's a gift - having the ability to be while not being here...'

They say that time has healing properties and i'm already small enough to doubt it.
What frightens me the most is not the saying, not the acting, not any audience.
I got over that anyway.
And just for the sake of this second, this moment, I have to come back. At least for your sake.
It's that -er that frightens me the most.