Dear Soul Sister,

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I don't know what to write here.

Whatever I have written may or may not make sense.

May be some phrases or song lyrics I heard from somewhere.

But these are from me.

From the soul living inside me,

Which was onec ripped apart from my body and broken like tiny shards of glass.

I am now nothing more than just a hardened shell.

But I am here.

I am me.

And that's who I choose to be.

The ME to YOU.

     — your soul sister

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