I've lived in a shadow that lifted me from darkness
Placed under the withering heat of Helios chariot in a barren land
Striped and blasted by the wind driven sands of time
My broken heart has healed me.
Sticks broken and redoubled grow stronger with each break
A scar is tougher that the skin it replaced
My concrete legs, still wet, will not bear my burden
Of empty casks from abandoned harvests
Under Anubis' falling curtain
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Offline) - Published: October 7th, 2022 06:38
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For me that means a point to move on from.
Thank you so much for your review and most insightful comment. Move on or start growing from one in the same.
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