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Nov 4
there is something soft
in the way pain heals
how a fresh wound
hardens like a shield
and in time
blooms into new skin
how a purple bruise
reminds in its familiarity
that it will be alright
like it has been alright
so many times before
there is something gentle
in the way pain heals
how the heart is a muscle
that can be fatigued
that can be broken
and in time
be renewed
Written by
indi  23/F/somewhere in the sea
(23/F/somewhere in the sea)   
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     indi and Hamzah
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