so you have faith in me
i will wear my battle scars as beauty marks
i will kiss every enemy good night on the forehead
i will clean my house with intention, clarify with wisdom and sage
i will bend in the places that are frozen, open to feel the wounds of cracked bones and torn flesh
i will love suffering and treat her as a child that needs to be held,
cared for, as i was
never
safely held,
Until you,
Returned.
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