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O bitter tears!
wetting my face, stinging my eyes
The weight of life draws you out
All could go wrong, you would be lost
Weeping bitterly is painful healing
I am glad to heal, glad to hurt
O blessed healing!
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Make art out of your pain, and let it be beautiful.
Hard to be happy,
It’s harder to stay happy.
What’s the point of it?
Up

i'm
careening
and crashing
into invisible walls•
the bumps and contusions
on  my  head
i rub•  seem
trapped,  i'm
crying   over
my trips and
falls•   stuck
in limbo, not
knowing.......
which way is


*...UP•

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