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      Once again I want to look in the mirror without seeing something unhuman.  You made me a slave, wasting my talents and emotions on your craft.  Trust is what you have robbed me of.  Once again I want to look in the mirror without seeing something unhuman.  To have power to control my senses.  Once again to intuitivly be once more.  Nevermind the passing discomfort of today, because the greatest gift I have is my health.  I have become limited and dependent.  I will let you go now.  I think that I can.  Let go of your clenching grasp around my neck, because today I found that I was the one who held them there.