Discovery is the truth
the journey
Past is but a hell
Scars, Stains, burst and burned out Stars]
Given
Created
And Someday… if you’re charmed
Empowerment
Knowing self as friend
Companion voice
Claimed only by You
Used by no one else
There is joy in permission
given, granted, gained
Waiting for change
Bodies flourish
within without worry
I am only one
Like Elizabeth
loved, revered
Alone
Even this body eventually grows cold
But my soul?
It continues
In my road, my words
And
In the bones to come.
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