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Dec 2014
The butterfly had to go through
a period of slumber
before it could awaken.*

There are holes in my heart
where some people once resided
and I’m trying to let myself free
release all that is me
breaking out of all they had done
basking beneath the embrace
of the sun.
Christina
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Christina  29/F/Planet Earth
(29/F/Planet Earth)   
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