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Sep 2020
When something comes up that I need to address
I don’t eat
I don’t drink
My stomach churns.
That is a sign to
Look inwards
Trust my gut
Ask questions
Explore
Write poetry
Journal
Sit
Be
Know I’m safe
Trust the process
For my soul is wanting
To be heard
It wants to speak
And it’s the only way it can get
My attention
Written by
SiouxF  50/F/England
(50/F/England)   
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     Jamesb and Khoisan
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