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When we were children, if things hurt us we would stop
Pricking fingers on roses, desperate to feel its softness, to smell it
We would be curious and we would get hurt and we would learn a lesson from that
But as I've grown older
I've hurt myself further
I've clung to what we were as if I was gripping a rockface in a heavy storm
sometimes the storm wins
Everytime I ...
Tuesday 18th April 2017 10:10 am
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