Salt in the Wound We don't always notice the wound right away. Sometimes, the hurt comes in slow, quiet drips-masked as love, disguised as care, wrapped in promises. Other times, it comes like a storm: sudden, loud, and shattering. But whether it arrives subtly or violently, pain finds its way in. And too often, instead of healing, we let life-or people-rub salt into that open wound.
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