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Vulnerability
Sometimes seen
As weakness
Within a darkness unknown
And even unfound
Bound by trepidation of
A bygone time
Fear withholds us
And casts a spell
That we must dispel
By digging deep inside
A new ability
Takes birth, a renewal
Of a very fine jewel
Misplaced for a time
Yet found again upon the vine
Of life
A treasure
Without common measure
A pleasure
In every kind of weather
As we access this flower
We step into a new found power, and
As we practice being vulnerable
We become
Much more comfortable
With ourselves, and
Everyone around, becoming unbound
Releasing a power for the ages
Which comes in stages, so
Breathe in deep and know
It is your war to wage
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