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Feb 2014
I am getting ready for the calm.
           relief from the rampant and unwavering thoughts that **** my mind.
           self doubt clinging to my awakening like an incurable disease.

I am getting ready for the artificial happiness to relent
           surrcome to unforced laughter and genuine smiles.

I am getting ready for desire
      locked in the cellar of my shame
      along with so many other things

I am getting ready for hope
       the warmth of it washing over me
       engulfing, cleansing
       bringing with it the unblinding sunlight

I am getting ready for you
       my Beloved
Written by
Jhennesy
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   Theia Gwen
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