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I can’t help who I am, all my truths that I reveal. I’m an open coloring book. My thoughts are yours to steal. My soul is inside out, can’t be anything but real. My open heart is generous; not a wound that needs to heal

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nicole-feekes

For You?

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nicole-feekes

Published

Jul 13, 2018

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Notes: I will not apologize. I am not broken.
Tags: #heal #selflove #real #beyou #takecare #soul #generous #revelation

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