Prologue

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A glass of wine for all the miserable and broken men who loved you thinking you could be their sunshine in this world full of rain.

Oh honey, little do they know you have never been anything less than a hurricane. 

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Here's to you, love,

Here's to hoping that your heart
is not another place where stars die
and scars live

Here's to hoping that your body
is not another empty shell
where souls go to grieve

Here's to hoping your mind
is not so full of thoughts and memories
but is too sad to have anything to give

Here's to hoping your soul
has not forsaken its sanity and faith
and refuse to believe

Here's to your sadness and emptiness
that itches underneath
be my guest tonight, I won't leave

Here's to your sadness and emptinessthat itches underneathbe my guest tonight, I won't leave

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the unease and the comfort that the deepest of human emotions have are always so beautiful. May you find solace in yours. - xrxs, 24/7/2020

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