It’s true. I have become soft. So soft on me. The terror of abandonment needed softness to heal. Too soft? I don’t have the answer to that. I am what I am. I believe, I sense, under the softness is an iron hard Plutonian core. Forged in the furnace of experience. Experience is the best teacher. Lessons learned through experience are eternal.


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