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My grandfather was a mathematician and I happened to fail Algebra. You should've seen the look on his face.
He turned purple, then blue, then red
colors that live in my soul. I can't
"help you, I'm in my own hell" she said
and then, as if to reaffirm it to herself, she repeated it in whisper.
If only to remind herself, of all that was still good in people.
