The Face You Wear
The Face You Wear I There is a room in my mind. I did not build it. It built itself, one brick at a time, over twenty-nine years of learning how to become anyone but myself. The room is white. Not bright white, not the white of hospital walls or fresh paper. The white of a room that has been painted so many times that the original color is a mystery. The walls are covered in mirrors. Not...
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