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Pol, thank you for this openness, your truth. You have committed a defiant act, dear man. It will cost you in tears and though it may carry with it a death, it will be a good death. A death which means an untruth, like crying equals weakness or shame, has fallen away. I have died this death many times; trust me when I tell you, it gets easier.

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