When we are hurting,
some of us build up a prickle-bed around ourselves
as a form of protection perhaps.
It seems to me that with a passionate nature come deep feelings.
These can equally be of joy and ecstasy
as of sorrow and pain.
Perhaps the latter are the price we pay for the former.
Do I think that the former are worth the latter?
For myself, I'd say yes.
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