The Soul heals the Mind’s imagined edges of loneliness.
We are healed in places we imagine to be broken. We are healed in spaces we imagine to be loneliness. We are healed in perceptions we imagine to be failures. We are healed in wounds we imagine to be unworthiness. We are healed in holes we imagine to be identity.
We are healed.
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