For the first time
I feel okay
For the first time
Muscles relax,
My mind is okay,
I nearly feel at
peace,
Like I've wandered
through
A desert,
Finally seeing an
oasis.
Persecutor into
apostle
A visionary,
wandering
With encrusted fish
skin
Falling from ocular
lids.
Softened but
cautious.
Hardened but
delicate.
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