Sorrow is something she left behind.
Walking away, no longer naive,
her eyes were opened,
no longer would she be deceived.
Sorrow is something she left behind.
Walking away, no longer naive,
her eyes were opened,
no longer would she be deceived.
Understanding ourselves and the world we live in.
BY GRACE THROUGH FAITH
Working through the Dark Night of the Soul to emerge as me.
and other written stories by Ronda K. Reed
the literary asylum
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Milly Schmidt
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