I am most vulnerable when I am bare
When my skin clean and free
I am most exposed when I am naked
When there are no clothes on my body,
and the only thing cloaking me is the cold air
And though my heart is hidden beneath my bare skin,
it is what has clothed me this entire time
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Author:
Brie (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
A pure message and beautifully written.
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