I kept doing it.
Over and over again.
Until there was nothing left.
Until I had worn it down to the shaft.
That’s how long I did it.
Until my hatchet was nothing more than a piece of wood.
And I never felt better.
People always told me I would feel better but I don’t.
I don’t feel anything.
I’m still numb inside.
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