FINGERPRINTS


Scars are like a FINGERPRINT.  Except you weren't born with it. It happens along your journey.  More-then often, it hurts. You can't help but cry. 

I've always felt some-kinda soothing comfort near water.  As if the outside world was of an immensity.  Much-more powerful than me.  If I wanted some-kinda closure; I'd have to let it go.   And just have Faith.  I'm still struggling with that.

It's easy to say you believe your Soul can heal its-self.  But why is it such a challenge to have some peace-and-quiet in our minds?  






















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