Sorrow reaches every hair, every wrinkle, every blank stare. To know sorrow is to feel outside of yourself, and yet you must persist. Sorrow is the hidden mask underneath the one you show to the world. While sometimes unescapable, sorrow only has the power you give to it. Often you must embrace the sorrow, but without letting the sorrow embrace you.
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