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Mar 2021
He showed me his scars
Called it his art
He said that the drawing
Came from his heart
I wrote him a story,
He seemed to like it,
I told him my story
Came from my pit
He understood,
Said that it's fine,
I started his art
And he started mine.
I have only learned in my life that selflessness is self-sacrifice. Selflessness means to not care about yourself as long as you make others happy.
Selflessness is to be a people-pleaser.
IlliterateCardinal007
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IlliterateCardinal007  14/FTM/Kansas
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