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I guess you could say we are strangers. Except we aren’t at all. We breathe the same, our hearts beat the same. I can only see the version of her that she allows me to see, but my god she is beautiful. Right now she has the roundest belly, and a beating heart and bones inside. She beams with pride. Here is the thing about girls like us, no matter what, we are still capable of love. My heart hurts for her right now, but at the same time I know that she will move forward no matter what. She will replant herself and re-bloom if she needs to. As long as there is sunlight she will bend to grow, that for sure I know.