When among the stars..

When you look at the night sky, what do you feel? Do you see an essence of yourself floating off in wanderlust? You feel your soul set free as you glide, at peace and remarkably graceful. A tattered ribbon of who you once were gently rests upon the ground where you sat. You have been…

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Generation: Heal

As I sit at my desk, staring out into the blue sky, I attempt to recall the exact moment when I realized that hurt had become my shield.  I wore it like a crest; majestic and proud.  I claimed that all circumstances were what they were due to the pain I felt in my soul.…

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