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Impossible
to
understand
.
What
is
he
?
What
does
he
want
?
Why
am
I
here
if
he
can
’
t
do
it
?
As
if
I
’
d
lit
a
fire
in
the
darkness
to
try
and
warm
us
.
And
all
I
’
d
done
was
to
see
his
real
face
by
it
.
The
last
thing
I
said
was
—
We
can
’
t
be
further
apart
.
We
’
ve
been
naked
in
front
of
each
other
.
But
we
are
.
I
feel
better
now
.
I
’
m
glad
nothing
worse
happened
.
I
was
mad
to
take
the
risk
.
It
’
s
enough
to
have
survived
.
December
1st
He
’
s
been
down
,
I
’
ve
been
out
in
the
cellar
,
and
it
is
absolutely
plain
.
He
’
s
angry
with
me
.
He
’
s
never
been
angry
like
this
before
.
This
isn
’
t
a
pet
.
It
’
s
a
deep
suppressed
anger
.
