Once there was a woman/girl who hungered to be the best of what she could be in this life. She discovered giving love and encouragement was her special talent. Then she discovered that her grandmother was right, "People mistake kindness for dumbness." She became selfish and was rewarded by the people she mistreated, but mistreatment was a boomerang and her heart and smile became plastic.
It hurt so much that she decided to start loving again. She draped herself in sweetness and love and enjoyed the outfit. She paraded it in the community and her family. She was intoxicated in her own gifts, but never took the time to understand them. She never knew what made them grow and flourish.
After awhile, she noticed the beautiful garment/her heart had lost is shimmer. Not knowing her heart or forgotten it she went to the people she had loved for a solution. They had none. In fact, they told her that nothing was wrong, nothing was wrong, nothing was wrong. She did not believe them, but since she didn't know how to solve her wounded heart, she pretended that nothing was wrong.
One day, many years later, she stopped pretending nothing was wrong. TBC
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