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It's not the first lone lovers day. And since history repeats, probably not my last. It is my first time, not devouring all the wine, creating another empty heart. You know, the plastic kind filled with salted remorse. Instead I'll smile on the moments when we really did share love.
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Tressa Rose
On a serious self-discovering, soul-searching journey. Breaking myself out of a stagnant shell and reaching out for my dream of being a writer.
Co-author of Bounce Back- Dreams to Reality: Faith Over Fear
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