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... What had started as the smallest part of a diatribe on self-pity became the start of something impossibly large. The idea metamorphosed from being so, so small, to the largest and greatest thing, of all the colors and all the sounds. I had survived -- I had remained, through all, strong enough to live and live by my principles. There was suddenly a new side to the five years' story I thought I knew so well; there was the perspective of wisdom, and I would need to learn well from it before I made my next move. ...