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When they ask you why you love the rain, the ocean, the river, tell them it is because unlike the people who should  have  loved  you better, the water was never  afraid to touch  you; even when you were at your most damaged and broken.
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Jan 20, 2017
Jan 20, 2017 at 4:35 PM UTC
Water
When they ask you why you love the rain, the ocean, the river, tell them it is because unlike the people who should  have  loved  you better, the water was never  afraid to touch  you; even when you were at your most damaged and broken.
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Jan 20, 2017
Jan 20, 2017 at 4:35 PM UTC
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