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We thought the hard part was over—but we were wrong. Living is the hardest part. Figuring out how to live your life when you’re all busted up inside and out—there is nothing harder.

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Paullina Simons
Age: 61
Born: 1963
Born: January 1
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Writer
St. Petersburg
Wrong
Living
Thought
Busted
Part
Figuring
Live
Hardest
Nothing
Harder
Hard
Life
Inside

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