The Wistful Letter

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You stand before the glass. It is a pane of twelve inches. It is thick. It is cold. Your reflection stares back. The mouth is open. The teeth are bared. You are screaming. No sound comes. The room is silent. The silence is heavy. It presses against your eardrums. It pushes against your skull. You are in the tower. The tower is high. The air is thin. The view is vast. The city is far below. It...

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