When I look back on life’s stories
There is so many to recall
Peaks and valleys all belong
Books that could fill a wall.
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Yet there are some moments
That once defined an era
Great losses, hurts and harms
Hold me stuck in unknown error.
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Walled off, back there
Too scary to examine
Yet when I take it to the Light
I need not stay in famine.
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Forgiveness begins by seeing
Wounds passed down, never cease
Breaking the chain, requires Grace
Spoken, given to You - hurts we finally can
Release.
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A three part series on transformation: remember > release > return