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A Message to Myself

Slow down,

What are you running from?

Wait now.

What are your demons?

Rest child.

I promise the sun will come out

in the morning.

Just believe in yourself.

You can make it through.

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Written by

carissa-m-wyles

American

Published: Jul 7, 2020
LinesWords: 934

Notes: I don't think this is complete. Something recently that just came to me after a long period of not writing.
Tags: #depression #demons #hope #selflove

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