My Internal Mending
Bandaids swirl around the sugar bowl
Brightly colored strips wearing white textures
A warm and worn comforter
Cocoa and petals inside motivation
Salt-flavored showers drain while blossoms begin stretching wide
Frail, trembling pattern of musical movements
Hourglass and clocks taking tally, changing seasons
Explosions of euphoric kaleidoscopes hover old snow, ashes before rebirth
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