Nov 2017
It is time to let go the pain and fly. It’s time to surrender the hurt. Time to show the world what love looks like. Let words flow from you like the nimble dance of the tiniest ballerina. Words of kindness and compassion. It’s time.
For all those people who are hurt and broken like me. For those who have been for years it’s time to see a new world. For me at least and I hope for you too.
(No where)
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