What Was I Thinking?

My experiences
Even though somewhat sheltered
Far outrange yours

Slap me
Open palm to the side of my face
Go ahead
One unprotected freebie
No wait
Take all five fingers
Preferably your dominant hand
Ball them up in a fist like fashion
Wind back
Arm and fist together now
And punch me
As hard as you can
I would go for the side of my face
The objective is to hurt me
Not you

I’m dumbfounded
How could I even think to compare
My short-lived life
To your full embodied lengthy one

My face hurts

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