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TURNING INWARD
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FIELDS OF HEATHER Turning inward, one can see
how it's really meant to be.
Voices whispering, soft a name
a silhouette, in a picture frame.
a butterfly winging it's way
searching for a better day.
Turning inward, one will know
Just like watching a picture show.
copyright by heather burns
Turning inward, one can see,
How it's really meant to be
agree with you and yes innerself must be seen and i am trying but amazingly these days i see only one face inside me and she is heather , the great... love this poem
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