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Feb 2018
There are two kinds of people

The ones that break you into a million pieces just because they can;

The ones that pick every single one of them, no matter the depths and darkness they have to face,  merge them back together  and offer that mangled mess to you as if it were a treasure, just so you can become whole again

I've met the first kind
Someday I'll meet the second
Grumpy Dwarf
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Grumpy Dwarf
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   Fawn and rose
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