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SELF-LOVE

once when i was running,
from all that haunted me;
to the dark i was succumbing
to what hurt unbearably.

searching for the one thing,
that would set my sad soul free.

in time i stumbled upon it,
an inner calm and peace;
and now i am beginning,
to see and to believe,
in who i am becoming
and all i've yet to be.

— lang leav.

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