I am three people. When I am the righteous one, I desire nothing except to forget myself and bask in the glory I feel beaming from the face of God. When I am evil, I flee His radiance. And that is all I will say about that person.
When I am myself, my true self, the one who feels comfortable in my own skin, I smell sweet parchment and ink, sunshine and grass. Freckled and fast, I race against the snarling wind and win.
Only sometimes, when I run, it feels suspiciously like I am fleeing my other selves.
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