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Sit under the moonlight and feel it all. Soak in the atmosphere of memory, let it under your skin, in your veins. Your bones rattling, mind vibrating at the frequency of the stars made from all the hurt you suffered and all the joy that is to come. Be here with it. Here. Where eventually you'll stand and leave behind everything holding you back.

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