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Feb 2019
I really believe that some of us are some kind of angels.
And whenever one of our love ones are hurting,
we give them a feather from our wings.

But after so much suffering and hurting,
we remain empty, without any feathers.
That’s the moment when you need to realize that not all of your love ones are there for your fall.

That’s the moment when you need to stop letting these people take all the love out of you.
That’s the moment you need to step back and gather your forces, alone.
That’s the moment when you will realize how lonely you are.
Luna
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Luna  18/F
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