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Healing Process


Day by day

Step by step

I find myself astray.

 

I'm slowly picking myself up

Doing my best to fix the corrupt

pieces of me fallen apart from the pressure.

 

Slowly I'm bringing myself back together

Over time I've had to tether every fallen bit of myself back together.

 

I feel almost whole. 

Time and effort are what heals the soul.

 

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