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Dawn.

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Dawn.


It is the start of something... New.

I can't explain it.


It stirred up inside of me.


It makes me feel emboldened and at the same time, afraid.


Afraid to leave the old behind.


And rely on this new life I have found.


If only it were clearer than a time-stamp.

I wish it was more cut and dry.

I see you in reflections... in memories... in the pain I felt.


The joy I had.

The disrespect I tolerated.

I am enraged with the lack of love I showed myself.


And intent of defending myself fiercely.

Put the weapons down...


Breathe.

Cry. 

Release.

Trust and Hope.


The battles are won.

The soldier must rest.


Without a war to fight, who am I?


The man I have fought to become.


Yours faithfully,

Qavah.



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