and lose our treasures.
is measured by our fading scars.
there's no redemption.
to fall and rise with equal grace.
God bless our mistakes.
Let our bubbles break.
Let us be thankful for our foolish pride.
is filled with silence.
from fear of our rejection.
and ask your questions.
Regrets are made for losing.
Embrace our imperfections.
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