I am no
good
at handwriting but I can spell w-e-l-l
inside a girl was hard for herself
all flooded like the rest of them
she can hot help her drowning though
she tries
to heal via the trees work a little but
she needs
she needs she's lost
her grace she goes to healer
has a drum magic stones and sits
with both feet on ground teaches
girl how to tap on her face till
all the swallowed feelings come
out of her eyes nose she even pees
them out all the yellows she falls
to cushions folds up limb to limb
the weight of it releasing as rain
she comes back to this room healer
for years to heal old places to become
more round in stitches that will heal
her heart's hot sorrow
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