working through

being no one and everyone makes me someone

comparable to many but exactly like none

deep digging for answers given by only one

jigsaw's complete my sight transformed

heartfelt caresses attach as i mourn

double sided intentions keep me torn

I accept the kind remarks

stroke away turmoil's spark

regain this song sung in the dark

reinstate freedom high above

soothe this wounded dove

remind her it's ok to love

and that healing begins with sharing one's gifts

and only through praising shall her spirits lift

and only then will all those painful memories shift

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