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Suspicion has bound me With chains of mistrust. I no longer know who to believe. For a brief time, life numbs my heart. I ignore the subtleties. I am blissful of my ignorance. Then the curtain of truth is pulled sharply to one side. I am blinded by shock. I find myself caught in reality. Trust is no friend of mine. I sever all bonds with it. Never again will I be so easily lured. Always waiting for the proverbial second shoe, Paranoia seeks me out. I trust no one ever again.
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