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Sticky Note Session 1: 2 "Rot"

     I had another sticky note moment last night. This time, after getting home from work and finding my apartment reeking of decay because I forgot to take the trash out before leaving for work, this little bit came tumbling out of mind.
     How heart wrenching would it be to ache with need for so many things around you, to be beautiful to the eye and have such an open and pure soul but only be able to touch with the stench of death?
     What kind of life would this person lead? Is it a curse cast upon them? Or the consequences of choices previously made? Can it be undone? Or are they eternally doomed to a life of solitude?
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