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Apr 2020
The collective dark night of the soul
We are going through a collective
dark night of the soul
In order to grow
Sometimes you go under
below
To merge through to the other side
The lotus grows from the earth's thick mud
It rises up to the surface through the waters subconscious to conscious layers
And it births and blooms out of the waters depth
It's floral scent of love and life
Is admired for all to see
We are all growing
from the
deep
Kate Rebecca Hopwood
Written by
Kate Rebecca Hopwood  38/F/Liverpool
(38/F/Liverpool)   
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