A heart with love or a body for satisfaction

A heart with love or a body for satisfaction

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Thu, Nov 24, 2022<5 mins
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This is a poem I wrote about 2 months ago. It contains a lot about what I have felt and what I've learned about my voids. The overall point of this poem is Whatever you're healing from, be patient with yourself. Healing takes time. One minute you feel better, the next minute you're down again. Expect the highs and lows. Seek your strength from the Almighty. Only He can heal you. Have faith in the process. You'll emerge stronger! - mufti menk ❤️
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