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Apr 2017
I hold a ripped and scattered rose
but new ones bloom inside my palms
I have moments of intense sadness, but an under current of peace. I am so much stronger and joyful and loving. I don't enjoy letting go of this relationship, but the very relationship itself strengthened me for its end. I am better than before.
Elioinai
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Elioinai  Georgia
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