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When I was in her shoes, somewhat, I could be injured by any word, anything. If only they could feel what I feel. I forget what I felt. I have only cultivated a hard shell, as I dole out negativity.

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Oct 5, 2016

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Tags: #word #forget #shell #feel #negativity #shoes #injured

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