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The cord of reality severed, screams of desperation. Sobbing that every breath isn't within a mothers existence. Now breathing the cruel air of actuality. Comforted but alone.
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Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 5:49 PM UTC
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The cord of reality severed, screams of desperation. Sobbing that every breath isn't within a mothers existence. Now breathing the cruel air of actuality. Comforted but alone.
#birth#exitence#alone#loved#scared
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Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 5:49 PM UTC
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