Saying about self but not saying- for someone curious "who is she?"

Fiftyfifty nói:

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Pieces of Me

Some days I shine like morning sun,
Other days, I hide, I run.
I'm strong, I'm soft, a walking flame, Not always loud, but never tame.

I've loved too much, I've cared too deep,
Given dreams I couldn't keep.
Smiled through pain no one could see,
Held my ground quietly.

I'm stitched from scars and starry skies, From honest truths and well-told lies_ I'm growing still, not yet complete-A little bruised, but never beat.

So if you see me, know this part:
I carry storms, and still-my heart Is open wide, unashamed to be This beautiful, wild, unfinished me.

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Jim nói:

Still your heart is opened, storms will go away and sunny morning will come

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Fiftyfifty nói:

Merci!

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Jim nói:

Can we make connection and share each other's thoughts?

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Fiftyfifty nói:

I will think about that.

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