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Written May 14, 2015
The water is so calm.
Looking like glass.
Longing to float along its peaceful beauty.
But glass shatters and breaks and leaves you with shards that make you bleed.
But in the brokenness of the water there is beauty and now there is freedom.
The water begins to ebb and flow and laps against the shore as tongues, licking the wounds and soothing the pain.