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I am the little person in my head- eyes screwed shut and humming. And if a smile shaped love came knocking at my door and said- Hello, I've come again I'd say Go away. You've killed me once before. And if Life whispered in my ear to tell me Come wake, there's more to see, I'd stay, I'd wish it away. I'd say I've been through living before.

I've been through living before.

I haven't died, but I've been through living before.

 

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