The Wild
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I pray for some guidance
in the forests of fear,
a heart to beat on
in the silence
When the world shares a song
of loss and despair,
I find myself grasping
for survival
The earth sings a melody
of melancholy,
yet like owls call out
in the darkness
We will heal
from the arms
of the unknown
We will bloom
with the thorns
in the wild