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When the glass shattered that day, all I could think was—please stop. Later, it became—I hope the pieces fit back together. And now, it’s—I pray they don’t break further. The pain, you ask? It’s still there. Only now, the numbness is manageable.
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Apr 20, 2025
Apr 20, 2025 at 9:33 AM UTC
MoonDusk
In Pieces, Still
When the glass shattered that day, all I could think was—please stop. Later, it became—I hope the pieces fit back together. And now, it’s—I pray they don’t break further. The pain, you ask? It’s still there. Only now, the numbness is manageable.
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