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The Healing Process

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Reads 387
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Parts 9
Time 9m

WritingJournies

Life is like a Bubble.  You start out this small perfect bubble that no one wants to hurt but then you pop, becoming depressed. Then if you heal, you become a big happy colorful bubble that WILL NEVER pop.                          Stay Strong. Muah. :*All Rights Reserved

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