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The niches where life’s cruel claws have scratched and torn through surface skin draw blood from veins, where pain leaks through, and trace the places you have been. A surface coat of ‘happy paint’ can’t cover up your precious scars – in sharing yours with all of us, your wounds can shine like healing stars.
The niches where life’s cruel claws
have scratched and torn through surface skin
draw blood from veins, where pain leaks through,
and trace the places you have been.
A surface coat of ‘happy paint’
can’t cover up your precious scars –
in sharing yours with all of us,
your wounds can shine like healing stars.
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So true.
Thanks Lyle!
What a marvelous concept: “healing stars”–wow-wonderful, Melody!
🙂 Thanks, Caddo!
Poignant.
Thanks Rob! (Love that word….)
It’s a poorly spelled British pub name…wait for it…The Pig ‘n Ant. Yes, I went there.
You boldly go where most fear to tread! (Or something like that…)
Yup. I cross lines that should never have been drawn!
What a message with this one, Melody. Really touched me . ..thank you!
Thanks Debbie, for your beautiful ‘virtual presence’! 🙂
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