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Come Home {a poem}

You can come home now. 

Don’t hide under the weight of your blanket of deceit, 

Come home 

To rest in the comfort of your truth. 

Take that journey back to your heart. 

Come home. 

Come home to me.

4 thoughts on “Come Home {a poem}”

  1. Beautiful. It really touched me because after 20 years I have come home to me. Nothing is different but everything is different. Coming home to me was really accepting and unconditionally loving myself with PTSD, chronic pain and chronic fatigue. Some moments I feel so at home but I have to work with it every day.

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