Stephanie Bennett-Henry – The broken will rise
Seems like we were cut from the same cloth, doesn’t it? These wounds we carry, maybe they are in different places, but they bleed out just the same and yes, love, I feel your pain. It’s heavy sometimes, isn’t it? And it’s okay when your eyes glaze over, when your heart crashes and cracks, when your spine feels like it’s going to fold from carrying the weight of that burden. I have been there before and I see you there now. I will wait for you, same as you would wait for me. I will be here when you stand up and rise with those beautiful eyes, facing forward, showing the sky how to exist. I will be here when you stand up and rise with that whole heart, breathing life into the universe, showing it how to beat in music and colors. I will be here when you stand…
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