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regrowth is necessary.

i must dig my roots
deep into the earth.

delve into the hidden layers
of the world
and seek sustenance
for my sorrow.

i will saturate the sunshine slow.

i will drink of the rain
with deep, hungry gulps.

and quench this beating heart
inside of me.

-rediscover a few pieces
of eternity-

i will allow time
(for my tears)
to soak into the surface
of my skin.

wait for my lungs
to breathe the air in.

with time, the budding bosom
of my passions
will heal.

i will wait with the patience
of a petal
in the night.

(i will only unfold
with the return
of the light)

until then
i will lay latent
with the gentle grace
within.

-allow the moisture
in the air
to saturate my skin-

i will strip myself
of the scars
healing around my heart.

and glimpse once more
-the beauty-
of my secret hidden soul.

(embrace the
pieces that make
me whole)

my regrowth will be a process
of patience
and of pain;

a quest for sunlight
mixed with the desperate need
for rain.

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