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Fragments of a Soul
In pursuit of a better life
I refused to delineate boundaries
No bubble to protect my very essence from being frayed
My soul begins to rupture
Ever so slightly at first but slowly
I start to lose me at my very core
No longer recognising my own reflection
Surrounded by hyenas ready to snuff out my
goodness at a moments notice
My laughs grow more quiet
The light in my ...
Friday 19th May 2023 4:22 pm
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