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2d
In a world full of daggers
I want to be a flower
I know I will get cut
I know I will be torn out
But how can I live life as a dagger
Without a chance to grow again
Softness is often mistaken as weakness. There's real strength in remaining gentle in a world that favours the brutal.
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Nikita  26/F/New Zealand
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