Our reality is brimming with substitutes for the accounts that we used to tell,
the unhurried time that we used to spend together...
Stories must be told...
They mirror the substance of what our identity is...
Distresses hurt,
however distresses shared recuperate all
the more rapidly and all the more completely...
Discover somebody to whom you can recount to your accounts,
and be there for other people, who wish to tell theirs...
Life is a rich,
full encounter,
and a lot of that wealth can be found in the accounts that we share with one another...
when and in the event that we return to doing as such...
One love.
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