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Jan 2021
There was no timeline to healing,
One day you could be dancing to the songs you cried to,
The next you'd fall to your knees in peaceful silence,
The type of silence where you can hear your heart break,
Where the echos of your heart beating is louder than the chaos outside.
When everything seems wrong,
Yet everything is right.
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