The irony is, even if that was the author’s intent, the confession often goes unheard while an unbearable heaviness to being lingers long after one has clawed their way out of that trap.
Or rather, the sad irony is.
The irony is, even if that was the author’s intent, the confession often goes unheard while an unbearable heaviness to being lingers long after one has clawed their way out of that trap.
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