Thoughts from a heartbreak.
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My thoughts from a heartbreak, that took months to finally read aloud or to even finally type to myself. I freed myself a little bit, I let go a little more.
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From my mind, to the page, with some editing in between. Thoughts, rants, blurb etc.
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