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Dec 2017
I have witnessed a person break right in front of me. Break. And I remember the crack of a broken voice, the gasps for fleeing oxygen, the stone cold stare of pain...
It's funny... there have been many a tragedy in this cruel world. I have seen beautiful buildings, now rubble and ash. Entire forests, now ablaze, the smell of smoke intoxicating the air. Cities, submerged by oceans. The earth itself - split -like a piece of paper.
Isn't it funny? Or is it strange? How buildings, forests, cities, the planet we live on --- crumble before us and may never be repaired.
And yet, I have witnessed a person, break. Only to face the world the next morning without even a visible scar.
~ I remember my high school English teacher's words, "Humans, they have the innate ability to cope with unpleasantness." ~
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Jen  19/F
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         Jen, GJW, White Widow and Glassmuncher
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