i've found myself
listening
to more sedated music.
It feels like a balm on open wounds
in my heart
and mind.
my heart beats fast and is
lost.
but smooth, tender music
is such a healing practice
and feels like a soul massage
but instead of focusing on pressure points and hurting
it's an even rub-down.
a solid pushing through the muscles
that make me feel
whatever it is
that I need to feel
to heal.
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