"The surfaces have changed,
though beauty remains"
turning my back on what no longer serves me
more Medicine next week...to be continued
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| my bones, teeth and horns can not remain buried I am here to stay Like a Phoenix I will arise and return again and again |
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| looking beyond my ragged and torn edges |
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| reaching higher up thru the dirty mess |
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| You can hurt me for just a minute. I curl up in a ball. I weep. Yet when I emerge with stronger wings, I will fly away from this pain. |
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| I refuse to hide |
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| burning memories. the ones that need to. |
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| reaching up higher and harder |