It's as if a latch was lifted and a door opened in my soul.
Somewhere in my heart, it all is reconciled.
There is again sense to this world.
Once more, I learn to stand.
Despite the holes and empty patches, I am whole.
When the sky weeps, I am freed from that burden.
I enter a new apartment in my heart and view the world from an entirely new vantage.
When it is not I who wails, I can hear that the birds find joy despite the sorrows of the world.
I see that the flowers bloom in the sun's absence.
Life goes on even when the heart stops.
But my heart is not quitting yet.
The journey continues in spite of my collapse.
And I will rise again.
I will meet my journey.
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