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Jul 2023
I feel my strength unfold;
it holds my backbone

The blustery
wind of emotion
whips back my head and heart.
Anticipated joltβ€”
and stop.

But start again
slowly brewing
circling this issue
with thorny, prickly needles
persisting in their bite.

My spine is still straight though.
Heart may be sore,
but that strengthβ€”
still there, still here.
Written by
Janna B  F/Australia
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