Cleansing

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His words comforted her,
Softly cradling her mind,
Washing away her pain,
So she could finally rest.

Every bruise,
Every cut,
Every fracture of her soul
Healed by his glow.

The warmth of his skin,
The tone of his voice,
The look in his eyes,
Cleared all the hurt away.

And just for a moment,
As her eyes began to shut,
And her muscles released,
She felt at peace.

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