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A Heated Dialogue

Amateur writer. On the path of the phrase that says "practice makes perfect." Avid consumer of books that make me think, make me feel.

A fool! This is what you are.
How can your mouth be so foul to a soul so pure?
Even if you were a physical angel, you would still be a devil at heart.
A devil?
That's right.
Even though I am offended, I can forgive you if you beg.
Dear God, please absolve me from being a part of this conversation.
Do you really despise me that much?
I do. I despise devils, I despise traitors.
Am I a devil or a traitor? You must choose.
Look, it is possible to be both.
Oh! Then that must make me twice as strong!
Good Lord! No! It makes you twice as disliked.
Unique. That is a fair description, a compromise.
Enjoying others' despair must be your passion. I must go for I can take no more of this damned, heated dialogue.

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