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Some of us carry a darkness that for most parts of our life is silent. A darkness so hard to get rid of, it feels like we'll never escape. Trying to live on while fighting this darkness just gets harder by the day. It's not easy but it must be done before everything falls apart and then nothing can be done.

Come join this journey.

One that is short but meaningful. 

Will you understand this words of hidden connotations?

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Author's note here:

This is a short poem/story that means a lot for me, and i hope that it's the same with everyone. 
I created this short story to try and express the feeling we have when we are in a situation of family neglect, abuse, gaslight or even manipulation. 

Just want to let you know that you can speak up about it, find help for yourself and the ones you care about.
You are not alone. And i hope that if you go throught this, maybe find a little comfort on knowing that someone else understands how's it being in your shoes. 

Thank you anyone who reads this. 
It's not easy but i know that one day, there will be true happiness and true calmness. 

If you have any questions, comments or doubts you can always reach out, even if you don't know me.

By me: Wolfybby or Rain
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