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Apr 2016
I haven't cried myself to sleep in a long time.
But tonight I am and all the memories of the nights I used to cry myself to sleep are coming back.
I've become so good at suppressing all my pain that I've forgotten that I'm wearing a mask.
Rebecca Shain
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Rebecca Shain  Cape Town, South Africa
(Cape Town, South Africa)   
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