The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

I woke with the taste of copper and static on my tongue, the dream dissolving not into waking but into the gray, humming hum of the city outside my apartment window. It was a Tuesday in November, the kind of day where the air feels heavy with the weight of unwritten futures, and I lay there for a long time, staring at the water stain on the ceiling that looked like a map of a country I had once...

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