Petals and Pages

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Pain is always there. It doesn’t leave. You can grow over it, around it, step through it. But it stays. Like when you press a flower in a book, the pages mould around it, hugging its edges. Like the flower leaves a permanent indentation in the book, pain leaves an everlasting mark on the soul.

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