There were series of incidents. That were unfortunate.
That is definitely a reality. It is not figment of my imagination.
There are wounds and scars that hasn't healed. Time has made me forget. But not heal.
Fate threw a challenge at me. Questioning the premise of those wounds. And scars.
Are those wounds real? I showed the scars.
Are those scars the truth? I was at a loss of words.
Fate was questioning the reality. The truth of my reality.
Maybe- the reality was created by me. Maybe- that's the truth of this universe.
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