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Nov 2016
Flashbacks hit like a car crash but unlike physical pain, with emotional pain you never know when it will end. No bandaid or cast could mend the brokenness and no doctor could prescribe a cure. So you sit and wait, a slave to time and your emotions, hoping and hoping and hoping ...
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The Wild Flower  23/F/Bahamas
(23/F/Bahamas)   
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