For what do I have flesh, if not to bleed? For what do I have bones, if not to break? For what do I have hair, if not to cut? For what do I have muscles, if not to weary?


Lewis Ruddock, tragic accident survivor

My wounds were made to heal. My bones were made to be rebuilt. My hair was made to grow again. My muscles were made to strengthen.


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