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Dec 2013
I would rather if you did not say much at all.
You do not want to risk anything or anyone.
You only want it all to yourself - everything, but that is not how it goes.
"You really are not that important", you tell yourself.
And those who say you are, do not matter because their opinion is 1 out of nearly 8 billion
And so are you.
So small - so insignificant.


But


If that was true -
Why are you here?
We're given a life, all to ourselves
It even came with a beautiful body.
So would not you think, there must be a reason?
A reason to live.
Just because you don't know the reason, doesn't mean there isn't one.
Wait a little longer dear, you'll be just fine.
Eleanor
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