The body knows The lies you tell The headache blooms Where love is blocked The wrong path Knots your stomach With the nausea of self-abandonment The fear of being seen Your precious life energy Exchanged for acceptance. You push on Too busy to notice The birds gliding effortlessly through the sky The flower buds gently opening The return of the spring s…
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