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May 28

The worst type of crying isn't the kind everyone could see--the wailing on street corners, the tearing at clothes. 
No, the worst kind happened when your soul wept and no matter what you did, there was no way to comfort it. 

 A section withered and became a scar on the part of your soul that survived. For people like me and Echo, our souls contained more scar tissue than life

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