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And within that darkness, she searched

As her lips parted to speak, her throat constricted

She treaded on, committed to keeping her heart open and feeling 

As she listened, the loneliness reached her lower lashes, threatening to flow past, and down the cheeks that carried her smiles, the smiles that carried her through the days

But this is what it was to feel, to be here, to let it heal

So as her eyes stared ahead, unseen hands enfolding her shoulders, still unable to take that deep exhale, but understanding that it would take time

Their comfort urged her to let the waves crash, let the water pull on to the shore and pull back into the sweeping sea


Let it flow, until you're able to step onto the sand yourself and leave it as the memory it was meant to be, the beauty you would eventually see

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