I Am My Cure
I am
an individual who,
was once lost.
I was found
Found,
in the cracks of the concrete,
in the soil deposits of the water,
in the fallen leaves of the trees,
in the lost archieves of the internet,
Yes
I was found.
Found by a stranger I once knew
Found by spirit from within
an older self returned.
Returned
to save me.
Returned to
face every fear with me
every tear
every cry
every sweat
every drop of blood
every relapse
every breakdown
Progress!
I am better!
I am stronger!
I am a believer
in Myself
I am my own cure!
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