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Darling

What are you afraid of, darling?

I can watch you listen to the lurking,

voices telling you to run away, again,

from the pain.

But pain is promised.

Running away from it here means

Running into it, over there.

Sometimes it's better to push in,

allowing the wound to be cleaned out.

In the presence of love.




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