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Why is it that since we were kids, only you can make me cry? As if my feelings were fire and my body was trying to put out the flames... How did we once occupy the same space? that made us both the fierce competitors we are today. Maybe we are more the same then I like to see. Maybe that's a lie. Maybe I want us to be more the same. But I know what we really are. Fire and Water. Unable to live and let the other thrive. Our very existence squelches all hope for peace.
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Jun 8, 2019
Jun 8, 2019 at 2:20 PM UTC
Dear Sister...
Why is it that since we were kids, only you can make me cry? As if my feelings were fire and my body was trying to put out the flames... How did we once occupy the same space? that made us both the fierce competitors we are today. Maybe we are more the same then I like to see. Maybe that's a lie. Maybe I want us to be more the same. But I know what we really are. Fire and Water. Unable to live and let the other thrive. Our very existence squelches all hope for peace.
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25/F/Boston,MA
Jun 8, 2019
Jun 8, 2019 at 2:20 PM UTC
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