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He asked her what it's like living with anxiety.

She smiled sadly, "It's a never-ending pulse-race. Like knowing you don't want to jump off a cliff but not being able to talk yourself down from it.

Your fears take on a nebulous, unidentifiable form that tightens around your throat and incapacitates you.

There is no calm. No peace. Only the edge of a very strained thread."
..
she
closed her
eyes and took
a very deep breath,
crossed her fingers then
w  h     i     s    p   e    r     e   d,
"I long to see the   o n l  y
man who made me
shine in his
darkness
..
Early morning moon
In early morning sky
Golden blush
to welcome the sun
Welcome the day
Say goodbye
to enchanted night.


Shell✨🐚
Am I not more

the cause of my own suffering

than that occasioned by

others or any other human being?
Watch out!
She is fixing her broken wings
for a takeoff.
Smile and the world will smile with you,
Otherwise even tears do not have a place in your eyes.
26/10/2021
At the end of the day
Love is all that matters.

Shell ✨🐚
I am not sure whether
                            Agnetha is dyslexic
or Anni a palindromist.
                             There is no point in
asking Benny or Bjorn.
                        Chiquitita was unable
to tell them what’s wrong.
                    So, why is ABBA written
backwards in lipstick, on the
              mirror, between two kisses?
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