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Days stretched wide, heaviness weighed my chest down, pressed me onto my bed, forced me to dive under my duvet with the burden of an empty calendar for the day, and every other day after. On one morning, light invaded my sight, my eyelids waged a quiet war with waking
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Dear fear
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A presence that stays long after the moment is gone.
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To honour what was meant to be awakened.
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Fear is loud. Love arrives quietly.
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What I thought was a glimpse of light opened into the darkest corridors, and I remained a stranger, not to myself, but to the life I built since I gained consciousness. Shimmery heat waves revealed themselves with a faint echo through the air. A wind touched my skin with warmth,
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When the curtain had fallen and the actors were gone
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On every full moon, Under the eternal whiteness.
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I'm far from clarity.