A year has passed & many people have to. Some who loved I and some who loved you, never the less whilst not gone and not best, our love and commitment has strengthened by test. Some left angry, hurt and confused, some left feeling they can’t trust the news. The world seems so harsh and the future so bleak though we don’t know if we’ve yet past the peek. Now take my hand, have a piece of my heart and know that we’re now one no matter how far, I know not your name but I for you I sacrifice so much of me, so please remain safe and The dark cloud, it shall flee! I risk you not nor the children in sight so please don’t play god please don’t puppet our lives.
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It ended like every other stupid idea. Badly, and alone. I’m researching digital confession ethics, he said. A tech ethicist. He gestured at floating data I couldn’t see then pulled out a physical notebook. Actual paper, fountain pen. He held it up like he was showing me scripture.
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