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Magdalene
Seven demons shake the ground, Spinning madly, round and round. Then He orders them, “Be gone.” They freeze and turn to hollow bone. It’s quiet now behind my teeth, Inhale, exhale… I need to breathe. It’s empty now, there’s so much space. One step, two steps… I move with grace. There’s too much light to hide my fear, And all my shadows disappear. The sun is brighter than my doubts, And hope like seeds of mustard sprouts. “Forget the pain beneath your feet, Lift up your face to sunlit heat.” He says, “I’m yours, and you are mine. Stretch out your hand to me and shine.”
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