Everyone is daily fighting their own battle. Every battle leaves a scar. Sometimes big, sometimes small, and sometimes which looks small but on closer look are unhealed and uninspected. Those who understand that no one has the right to say that their scar is deeper are the ones who are in the process of the healing path. ○○○○○○○○○○○○○○●●●○○○○○○○○○○○○○○●●●○○○○○○○○○○ "You are my marigold." "I am your death?" She smirked but then became uncomfortable when he replied "No, my happiness," he replied with a smile.
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