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Lost in thoughts

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Reads 430
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Parts 7
Time 26m

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Behind my own smile lies great pain. I have learned to cover up most of it; however, my eyes tell all, as they are the window to my soul.   My heart is kind, loving, and generous. Yet, I feel that it should be much harder, so as to not allow some things that I have acquiesced over my life.    I am not sure what it is going  to take anymore to help find my way back to the correct path.   I just know that this beaten one  is all I have known for so long now. I am truly so lost, with no clear direction in sightAll Rights Reserved

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