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There are days when I would wake up and find myself crumbling into pieces even before my eyes could adjust to the morning light, so carefully did I fell apart that it was as if I was matching the slow breaths taken by the dew.
There are also days when I manage to piece myself back together in the most meticulous of manners possible that you would not doubt that I fell apart in the first place.
Today was not that day.
Everything fell apart.
My mask crumbled and the dam threatened to break.
But of course, it’s nothing I can’t handle. Eventually, I will learn to fix myself.