Sometimes,
There are days where I need silence and space,
to be my own personal sun ray.
I smile in life, but my stories are wild,
Each and every day,
when my heart runs wild,
She'll stop in the shade and stay for a while.
And when she gets up to walk again,
She has made a whole new friend,
Turned from darkness to light once again.
She keeps finding her rhythm and beat,
So, one day you'll hear her speak,
with ease and clarity,
working on her personal wellbeing.
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