A Gentle Breeze

Blew across her face

Whispering

A gleaming promise

Better days ahead
Without deception

Days where shadows

Could be believed

Forever shutting
Despair's door

All she ever wanted

Was a chance to prove

To her inner most self

Restoring her faith
Mindfully walking while
Stomping on shadows past

Though very fragile
With eyes wide-open
She clutches onto her
Trusted inner-self.

Edwin James

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