seventy two

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I forgave you.

I moved on.

I found someone who could break down my barriers. Those skyscrapers I had build. Slowly, brick by brick, he made my walls crumble down.

He took my heart gently in his hands and removed all the shards of glass you stabbed in it. He nurtured it back to health.

And I learned how to smile again.

I don't need you anymore.
Not at all.
You no longer weight me down.

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