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My wounds will never openly heal

Any more than my love stops flowing

Not so long as I remain, mere human

They scar but remain vulnerable

To rawness each passing day nudges

And love from others soothes my aches  

Just as my love will alleviate- theirs

If I could heal my own pain alone  

What value could I embrace in others?

Even the sun and moon have one another   

Just as the damaged shore and oceans

Will maintain each other’s composure                

To love yourself first is selfish fiction

To love others first… is a love gifted


Poet of the Light © 2022


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