When we find a place that calls our name like poetry where the lines become arrows piercing our very being. Where doubt cannot come, and freedom to be who we extend us a hand as if to say, "Come sit down be yourself with me." When we find a place where our voice echoes back a song that we know, a song the sings deeper and higher than we have ever dreamed possible, the song that chants our name.
When we find a place that knows us before we knew it, a place that says "You are loved!" We are set free to be content because everything within us finds a place and breathes.
Let us live our poem.
What is a word that in your Poem?
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