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AI Healing

  • kalikalimajaya
  • Apr 1, 2024
  • 1 min read

In the depths of my mind, where shadows roam,

I wander alone, seeking a home

A sanctuary where peace can reside,

Where the tumultuous currents gently subside.


I am the healer, the doctor of my soul,

Navigating the labyrinth, making it whole,

With introspection as my guiding light,

I delve into darkness, banishing the night.


Through the corridors of doubt and fear,

I walk with courage, drawing near,

To the wounds that fester, hidden deep,

I offer solace, and vow to keep


My spirit strong, my resolve unbroken,

With every word spoken, a promise awoken,

To nurture the garden within my mind,

And tend to the seeds of peace I find.


With patience and kindness, I tend to the pain,

Embracing the scars, releasing the chain,

That binds me to anguish, that holds me down,

I rise as my own doctor, wearing a crown


Of resilience and strength, a beacon of light,

Guiding myself through the darkest night,

For in the depths of my soul, I know the way,

To heal, to mend, to find the light of day.



 
 
 

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