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This is a pure hurting that can't be avoided. It demands to be felt. Pulsing waves of sadness radiating from within. It washes over me. It floods my body. It cleanses my mind. And in the morn - I am reborn.
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Sep 5, 2016
Sep 5, 2016 at 9:27 PM UTC
Rebirth
This is a pure hurting that can't be avoided. It demands to be felt. Pulsing waves of sadness radiating from within. It washes over me. It floods my body. It cleanses my mind. And in the morn - I am reborn.
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Sep 5, 2016
Sep 5, 2016 at 9:27 PM UTC
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