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Surviving ; not living. This is the new world. Losses and pain We’re all stuck in the whorl. Our world’s a little smaller now Survivor population , as we call But at least we are connected With this one messy thread of a world. So don’t you suffer alone We all have someone, for whom we mourn. Speak and scream and talk and cry Just don’t keep it in Or you’ll die inside. Everything seems unreal today Uncertainty being the most certain But don’t let it go in your head Because one day we will dream again Its okay to be mad Its okay to be hurt Embrace what you feel Even the deepest of wounds heal.
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Jun 23, 2021
Jun 23, 2021 at 8:11 AM UTC
To live again
Surviving ; not living. This is the new world. Losses and pain We’re all stuck in the whorl. Our world’s a little smaller now Survivor population , as we call But at least we are connected With this one messy thread of a world. So don’t you suffer alone We all have someone, for whom we mourn. Speak and scream and talk and cry Just don’t keep it in Or you’ll die inside. Everything seems unreal today Uncertainty being the most certain But don’t let it go in your head Because one day we will dream again Its okay to be mad Its okay to be hurt Embrace what you feel Even the deepest of wounds heal.
in this tough time , when nothing feels right just remember you are not alone
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Jun 23, 2021
Jun 23, 2021 at 8:11 AM UTC
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