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Healing Waters

Worn out,

used up and hung out to dry.

My heart has been emptied,

My soul is a dry husk

I'm left gasping for the healing waters.

Lay me down in the sweet grass.

Gently bathe me, immerse me in your cool springs.

Cleanse me, fill me,

bring me back to life again.

© annettealaine-2012

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This is really quite nice,

This is really quite nice, Annette. Straight from the core. Powerful.

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Thanks Rebbecca, It's been a

Thanks Rebbecca,

It's been a draining two weeks. Hope the signs point to better changes ahead!

Annette