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Introverted Sage

Introverted Sage

Waves

Waves of black
Defenses attack.
And I feel– I’m better off alone.
Situations stark
Release in the dark.
Coming– into my own.
Waves of healing.
Soothe my feelings.
And show me how much I have grown.
 
~I.S.~

08.2023.09

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