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Jan 2020
Her mind was a dark place
Wars constantly being battled
The only thing keeping her afloat was her will and soul
Her soul was as pure as fresh snow, untouched by demons
It burst with everlasting love, patience, and kindness
Even in a world that had been anything but kind to her
Her soul was all she had left
She clung to it desperately, for if she lost it, she'd lose herself as well

~sdr
Written by
Sarah Delaney  25/F/Pennsylvania, USA
(25/F/Pennsylvania, USA)   
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