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Nov 2019
It takes time to let go.
To stitch yourself up,
To mend and mould those pieces of yourself that you willingly gave to others.
But there are no regrets. It just takes time.
To let go, to recover from the past.

But maybe...there are things i don't want to let go.
Winter Sparrow
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Winter Sparrow  22/M/Malta
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