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One of the hardest parts of aging is being the one “still standing” when everyone else has found their peace lying down.
with the force of her weight, even though she is no bigger than a minute.
Melanin hides my blush, but there is no hiding from the feeling.
my twenties, I was just running. Always in the streets and for what? In my thirties, I started asking big questions and looking for answers. Now I know exactly who I am and what I want. And I can finally afford myself.”