a healer of mine
Once i carried her between my arms nd chest , even in a dream .. joy and relief is just how i felt
She was like the ringing bell that ended my miserable test, and tells me that i did well and i can go back to sleep in my nest
Her burning eyes with a shiny smile were my remedy , that delivered me from the darkness and anxiety
She seemed she had four autumns old, flowering my soul with colors red and gold
I wish i lived all of her beautiful seasons. yet healing me was enough to take away my demons
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