Not fully.
Not completely.
Not yet.
You no longer believe in magic words.
Beautiful.
Wild.
Enough.
Whole.
Jagged words.
Coarse, leathery words.
Blood-dipped words.
Shattered the stained-glass of your soul.
But listen.
Listen.
Listen.
Listen.
Beautiful soul.
You wild enchantress.
Listen.
You are enough and you are whole.
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