Day 35

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On one side I see you, and on the other I see me. I fight to find myself amidst the turbulence, but I risk losing us. I find that I can’t help but hear my voice whispering to the wind that nothing remains if I hold to memories of pain. So I let go and hold to nothing but the future.

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