Once upon a time The Translator, in the darkness, bade us ask ‘Hello heart! How are you?’ and Dog understood. And our heart replies these days:
i am still aching
healed, yes, longing, true
stillness was the key
tears to soothe sorrows
gratitude to breathe
-Dog
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