There is something unsettled in me,
if I give it a moment,
They say,
it will settle,
If I let it breathe
and grow and Be
They say
it will fix,
(like a cut healed with a scar no one sees)
There is something undone,
They tell me to give it time
time is everything
So I be
and I breathe
and I wait
to settle

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