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In awe, at how Nature nursed her own wounds, I wen

In awe, at how Nature nursed her own wounds, I went back to my hut, picked up my broken heart. Let my tears run, for spirit. Cotton cheeks to sponge em. Donned an icy, cold exterior to stop the bleeding. But unlike Nature, I never cleared out. Never got rid of the first aid. So I never really healed? It has been ages hence. And here I am, to this day, a bloody walking winter. First aid shouldn't last. #napowrimo
In awe, at how Nature nursed her own wounds, I went back to my hut, picked up my broken heart. Let my tears run, for spirit. Cotton cheeks to sponge em. Donned an icy, cold exterior to stop the bleeding. But unlike Nature, I never cleared out. Never got rid of the first aid. So I never really healed? It has been ages hence. And here I am, to this day, a bloody walking winter. First aid shouldn't last. #napowrimo
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