Levity Script
Im really in here, not you. - Its my turn.
Mom? Mom?
What I remember most from before was peoples voices.
Kind of floating on the wind.
And laughing.
Like everybody was in on something.
Like it all mattered somehow.
I know what I did.
And I dont want forgiveness, from you or anybody else.
I dont deserve it, and with respect, Im happy here.
Happy? - Well, I mean, I think its right.
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