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Jul 2013
There's no one around to help carry my pain.
The weight of it exhausting my emotions into overdrive -
irrationality with a dash of anger.
Some one pick me up and drop me off
the face of the world and into a forest.
The trees won't confuse me.
They encourage me to breathe.
The rivers won't judge me,
they reflect what I am.
While every one else tells me stories,
nature will guide me to the truth;
An endless honest journey.
Egeria Litha
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Egeria Litha  24/Two-Spirit/Scarlet Town
(24/Two-Spirit/Scarlet Town)   
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