finite

finite

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you could set me on fire and I'd call it passion. this is a small collection of poems marking my progression through a healing process. healing is not at all linear, there are good days and bad days. times when you question yourself and moments when you couldn't be more proud of how far you have come. My goal is to portray a message: you can utilize your love and pain. These emotions are powerful and so are you, the person reading this. Please allow this series of poems to take you through a journey, painting pictures of longing, being hurt, daydreaming, meditation, and pushing yourself forwards even in the hardest moments.
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