Self Love, Once when I was running

Self Love Once when I was running

Self Love

Once when I was running,
from all that haunted me;
to the dark, I was succumbing-
to what hurt unbearably.

Searching for the one thing,
that would set my sad soul free.

In time I stumbled upon it,
an inner calm and peace;
and now I am beginning,
to see and to believe,
in who I am becoming-
and all I’ve yet to be.

• Lang Leav

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