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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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