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Life after death |
| Death may mark the end of eras, ages, and life stages, but it also marks the beginning of new journeys and the rediscovery of what may have been lost along the way |
| Waves caress the shore Gently soothing the rough sand Twilight descending --- The luminous moon Nestled beneath gentle wings Eyes shining silver --- The cage breaks open She sings for all our children Her heart is open |
| The panic rises from my chest Encasing my throat Thin bony fingers encircle my neck and choke me They cut off the blood flow from my heart so my head cannot think. Existing in a separate time and place Divided into uncertainty and I know I'm waiting To make myself whole again. Like an incomplete circle, I am unbalanced. The world keeps spinning But I am stationary Frozen in place and rooted in trauma I'm still here. Deep in your soul The me that has always been. I'm here. I'm waiting to be accepted. I'm waiting for you To accept me unapologetically. With beauty and grace. We will float above the clouds Together. |
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