We don’t experience life unscathed, unaffected or untouched.

We are not unbroken, unblemished or unpunished.

We never not suffer.

We never dodge despair.

We have nerve endings that scream.

We have blood that sees the light of day.

We have eyes that stream hot tears over red cheeks.

We stumble.

We fall.

We stop.

Skinned, scabbed and scarred.

Evolving aways, healing forever.


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