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Updated: May 18

Silence with closed eyes

Leads to a memory of violence

I sit until I need you again

The safe hands of a friend

Standing in the shower

Imagining I'm blooming like a flower

Water washes the memories

Flying away like snow flurries

As the sun breaks toward spring

There's new meaning to belonging


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