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I drop a tear,and then another......and the flow begins. I hold on to my stomach,fingers digging into my things..........I can barely see. All the hurt eats from the inside. And ...so I realize........ it's not even the brain,but the heart,that knows where it hurts ......the most.
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May 22, 2025
May 22, 2025 at 11:11 AM UTC
SIGHS BETWEEN RAINDROPS
I drop a tear,and then another......and the flow begins. I hold on to my stomach,fingers digging into my things..........I can barely see. All the hurt eats from the inside. And ...so I realize........ it's not even the brain,but the heart,that knows where it hurts ......the most.
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May 22, 2025
May 22, 2025 at 11:11 AM UTC
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