today i stretched my arms so high that i pierced through the false sky i was hiding under, as i heard the tare. my hands felt the rain, the rain swam down my arm till i felt it upon my breast. have i forgoten everything i asked myself, have i run so far the opposite way that no traces remain of what once was bliss. i fell down to my knees grateful for the light that entered as i ripped down what was left from the facade of a self imposed exile. I am awake you hear me, awake. have i no right for happiness...
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healing in a paragraph.
It usually takes a few days for the full meaning in posts like this to sink in; there is so much in this passage!!! I think I've got most of it now. The metaphore you've created is really, really original Nadia. So insightful and very poetically shared.
so powerful nadia.
Hello Nadia.
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