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Oct 2017
I slice myself open,
not so that you can run from the wounds,
but so you can see the flowers and Gardens erupting from them
that humility is strength and a means of beauty,
not a weakness, to be afraid of.
Bella
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Bella  19/F/USA
(19/F/USA)   
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       Born, ---, Ya-------Na, lex and Toriana
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