Great gratitude swells up from the inner cells of my heart and the inner particles of the essence of what I recall as something other than my previous self.

Through the beautiful souls channeled a grace leading to wholeness. Every step, every moment we guided one another.

What remains? A void filled with nothing but the willingness to leave it as is.

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Turn around and come down from the abstracted self and into Wendy Who Walks with Wildflowers.

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