Tender words from broken places

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Someone asked me to write about my future,

in the hope I would start to let go of all that is keeping me stuck.

I tried…I really did.

I sat for a long time,

There were flickers of hope amidst the dark,

Like sunlight peeping through the gap in the curtains.

Yet the page remained empty-

for now.

Maybe tomorrow will bring new strength

And I will save myself once again

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