Just Breathe
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Is it bad to be tired of feeling so delicate?
Sometimes she felt as if she'd already given life all she had to offer... her face crumpled again remembering she was alone. A thick white fog nipped at her ankles. Its presence loomed behind her, calling her to fall into its easy embrace. If she let it consume her...maybe she wouldn't be so tired.
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