A letter for my aching soul,

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Things are gloomy lately, isn't it? You are missing out a lot, running away from everyone. You look so lifeless, your blazing passion is getting dimmer. Who are you?

Who are you? Are you even the same person everyone  taught you to be? Surely you aren't, you are about to explode. When will it be?

But it's okay, you are all good. Go on, explode, you have to. It's okay to be vulnerable, it's fine. Cry if you must, yell if you have to. It's okay, your feelings are valid, you are valid.

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