Resilient Soul
A season of new beginnings, past opportunities, missing. To love, forgiving, better things to create, and allowing it to happen. Eyes are staring, getting very anxious, frozen through, again breaking. Thinking I was strong enough, still a lonely mess. Everything to everyone seems to go wrong. Because a soul way too sensitive, feeling things deeply and differently, a blessing and a curse for me.
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