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[𝓢𝓞𝓤𝓛ʀᴇᴄᴏɴꜱᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ] As I pick up the pieces of my being, all I saw was bruises from the torment. Everlasting wounds that can’t be seen. Slowly but surely each piece of the soul gets put back together through time. An added factor of isolation and love for which are the secret ingredients to heal. Never anticipated how much I needed to take the wheel. Never knew I had to trust the process while I climb. Never expected to have such a support system to lean on. Most important, Never knew I needed to take the time for a 𝓢𝓞𝓤𝓛ʀᴇᴄᴏɴꜱᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ.

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