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Jun 10
I keep going, even on the days I can barely breath,
I keep quiet and I listen carefully to my own needs.

I may not feel joy yet, and that’s okay.
I’m learning to take care of myself, while having nothing to say.


For now, that is enough.

This is my win.
This is enough.
usagi
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usagi
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