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HEALING
<p>Healing isn't always quiet.</p><p>Sometimes it cries before it smiles.</p><p>Sometimes it takes one step forward,</p><p>Then wanders back for a while.</p><p><br/></p><p>There are days you feel so certain</p><p>You've finally found the light.</p><p>Then one small memory appears,</p><p>And suddenly it's a longer night.</p><p><br/></p><p>You may wonder if you're failing,</p><p>If your heart has lost its way.</p><p>But every tear you've learned to face</p><p>Is proof you're healing anyway.</p><p><br/></p><p>Scars don't mean the journey ended.</p><p>They simply show where you've been.</p><p>A broken heart can still find hope,</p><p>And begin to bloom again.</p><p><br/></p><p>So be patient with your own pace.</p><p>Don't rush what needs its time.</p><p>Healing is messy, yes, it's true,</p><p>But it's still healing, one day at a time.</p><p><br/></p><p>~ LISS WHISPERS</p><p><br/></p>
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