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Jan 2022
Tender is the soul
hidden in it’s core
Tender is the soul
of those who
lived through pain
and used all tears
Who seem hard now.
Tender is the soul
while there is no softness
left  in the eyes
For he learned long ago
how to hide.
Still... tender is the soul.
All it takes is love and he will cry.



Shell ✨🐚
Solange Loe-Sack-Sioe
107
   Ledge
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