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Beseeching words genuinely rooted from the wounded, rotten heart whispering to the cold, thin air of "I have nothing left to say---"
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Jan 8, 2021
Jan 8, 2021 at 1:40 PM UTC
Enjoying the Silence
Beseeching words genuinely rooted from the wounded, rotten heart whispering to the cold, thin air of "I have nothing left to say---"
Thank you for putting up with me, dear self. For teaching me to make peace with my demon; not to get rid of it.
ShannonSoeganda
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Jan 8, 2021
Jan 8, 2021 at 1:40 PM UTC
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