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Spiritual Journey

Prisoner of war
A war you were never meant to fight
Rest now

Breathe in solitude
Contemplating, soaking wet
But finally in the eye of the storm

Stay steady
Even in these memories
Even through these shaking hands

Sleep now in this fortress
For these bricks have been laid
Not in your own efforts, but mine

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Reflecting on the beginning in the story of the healing process in my heart

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