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Let Her Be

She struggles to contort her face to resemble the image you desire, but she fails. The leaping, little men who reside within her smooth cherry cheeks are not home today.

They have abandoned her for they sensed that joy had left her mangled heart ages ago. Yet you ask her to smile as if she is okay.

Let her be.


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