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Apr 13
I no longer feel remorseful about what broke me
I am not better, but I'm healing
My scars and wounds are obvious, but they don't define me
I locked my self from the outer world, to protect my healing soul
I carry softness now but I'm afraid to protect it
It may take a while but I know the real 'me' is healing
Rofiat
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Rofiat  17/F/Nigeria
(17/F/Nigeria)   
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