day 77

We cannot change the past;

it is a part of our history forever.

To regret it is wasted energy,

As is worry.

They say the pain is great,

I’m not sure it’s quite understood;

Mot just

(This is skinning the soles and walking on broken glass)

Eventually we heal,

but first we bleed over everything

Profusely.

A subsequent seminal situation.

Then, prone to infection

Subject to even more misery by the ‘healing arts’

Sticking ticks and leaches

Affixed to ‘bleed it out’

The ultimate exsanguination.

Somewhere along the line

there is one on redemption;

The gathering of tools, teams, time.

A dilapidated barn in the middle of a field

Raising from the ground up.

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