The horizon behind her eyes, her vision there, her true self inside waving in the distance. Visible. Almost in reach. Clarity was calm. Distractions passed through. Knowing the truth, what she must do. Certainty urged mind climbing to thrive. She needed to be— No! She WAS strong enough, determined. She'd pass by material emptiness to reach her horizon. ©June 2021 Christina Anne Hawthorne
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