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Jan 2017
We cannot
rush our healing.
This life is a journey,
and darkness
always
holds
a teaching.
Love is the light
at the end
of the tunnel.
She is there.
She is waiting.
She is never leaving.
Hannah
Written by
Hannah  22/F/Nomad
(22/F/Nomad)   
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