Sometimes it feels like I have surrounded myself with a thick wall. To protect. To keep distance. I can’t talk. Or I don’t know how to talk. It’s sometimes hard to open myself to others. But to be open to the others means to have an open heart. It is difficult and it might be hurtful. But I have to start somewhere. So I’ll break through the wall. Just where my heart is hidden.

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