" your body is not a temple.
temples can be destroyed and desacrated.
your body is a forest,
thick canopies of maple trees
and sweet scented wildflowers sprouting in the underwood.
you will grow back, over and over again,
no matter how badly you are devestated."
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Motivation.
Poetryhey, stop scrolling. everyone who is reading this: I'm so glad you're alive, I'm so fucking proud of you. you are loved. don't give up, we're almost there. you are going to make it. ♛
