A Villanelle on Healing
The past had made me blind,
It taught me not to see,
Steppin’ out into the light.
They kept me right in line,
It hurt too much to see,
The past had made me blind.
Mystery I did find
Trapped within this grief,
Steppin’ out into the light.
Much t…
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