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her insecurities are little girls wrapped in ribbons and frilly dresses and fighting for attention
   and her confidence kisses each one goodnight every night and never forgets.

her fears are stubborn old men drunk on nostalgia and whiskey and longing for youth
   and her faith is the loyal friend that never fails to call at just the right time.

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