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How does one heal an injured spirit?
or a hurt soul?
What is best for a broken heart?
As a child my scrapes and bruises were
bandaged and kissed softly.
Healed by a mothers tender care.
If only the same would work today. If only
a kiss would end the pain.
How I wish that could work today.
Perhaps I can take a lesson from the trees. Despite
the scar from the lightening strike,
they continue to grow and blossom each year.
They continue to grow through their pain. Exposing
the injury to the light of day.
It has become a part of who they are.
By sharing my past and current pain I too can
continue to grow and blossom.
By sharing with loving friends I live on.
The answers lay in front of me.
I just need to know where to look.
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