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her head ached.
her eyes were red.
and on the upper layer was exhaustion.
underneath, tho,
there was a peace that steadied her.
she felt it,
trusted it,
and leaned towards it.

—Terri St. Cloud

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Quote © Terri St. Cloud, 2003, Image © Bone Sigh Arts All rights reserved

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