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CIRCLE OF SUPPORT

CIRCLE OF SUPPORT

When powerlessness strikes, sudden as thunder,
and a knot of fear tightens around my throat,
I remember: I'm no longer under
that distant childhood — where it hurt the most.

I rise to my feet, and find my center.
Inhale... exhale... I stand up taller.
I call my support, and it gently enters —
I feel the heavy weight grow smaller.

Care stood quietly there beside me,
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YOU ARE NEVER ALONE

YOU ARE NEVER ALONE
Wandering in the dark
Pleasing every face
Lost your own spark
In a crowded place.
 
Let the feelings flow
Through your human heart,
Let the healing grow
That's where we start.
 
Let your heart glow bright
Turn the pain into the light!
You have purpose, you are whole!
Take the leap - and love will guide your soul!
 
In the darkest night
Feel the lo...

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Time with Inner Child

Time with Inner Child

One-two-three
Dear adult me,
I am your inner child,
Come with me!
Let me show you
My secret space,
World of wonder,
My safe place.

Four- five
Let's bring your dreams to life!
Hold my hand and follow  me!
Let's play , set yourself free!
No judges here,
Release your fears!
Feel the rythm, 
Dance with me! 

Six -seven -eight
Let's create something great!
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THERE IS ROOM

THERE IS ROOM

I used to lock myself inside a mental loft,
to run away from all my imperfect scars,
bargaining with my life, counting up the cost,
as if I had no place beneath the stars.

I couldn't bear to hold my own imperfect being,
I raised others' criticism to the gods themselves,
the only rescue left to me was fleeing
from ever finding how to face myself.

And down the narrow sta...

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