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Mar 2017
i think we have misinterpreted. the term soulmate.
we have substituted it with the belief that we are
set out on earth. to find one person. be with one person.
exist for one person. we have created. a false interpretation
of true love. telling ourselves that each person who has left us.
burnt us. killed us. each person who has hurt us. just must
not be the one. that they are not worth us. they do not deserve us.
we do this to quench our fear that burns inevitably inside us.
that there’s a chance the perfect person may not be out there.
and soulmate is just a term used to describe the lucky.
Julia Betancourt
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Julia Betancourt  19/New York
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