A FAINT SCAR

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A FAINT SCAR

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Let the wounds heal

Let your natural healing process take over

Have faith, or at least hope

That you can recover

You can spin the straw of abuse and dysfunction

Into the gold of life lessons

Also called wisdom and inner strength

If you see the painful past as the raw material

To disassemble and reform

Into a dwelling of peace and happiness

A refuge from all the slings and arrows

Flying around, whistling past us

Because we have learned how to duck, hide

And stand our ground when necessary

Lessons we bravely learned and we now

Pass the course and graduate to the next level

Of our evolution and progression 

Stronger, wiser,  trickier

And maybe able to help others with these valuable insights

Into healing the wounds of their past.

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