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Sometimes it gets really cold in this shell My shell. The shell that I've created . By myself. With love and beauty. And I wanted to show it off. I left others in. And they had their opinions. No more beauty. I wanted to show it off. I let others in. They got too comfortable This is not my shell. The smell has changed. The feeling. The joy. And most importantly, The love. No more love. My shell lost its attractions. No more love, No more beauty. What is there to...

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