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Feb 2019
Your skin is not made of steel.
Your ribs are not thorn cages.
Your heart is not made of glass.
Let your skin feel.
Let your heart break.
You are not designed to crumble.
You were made to survive.
Live on.
inreticence
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   Carlo C Gomez and Aaditya
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