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“Joy” is a fleeting spark the laughter that catches you off guard, the breathless moment where pain and hope hold hands.
This poem is an ode to the inner child,
still alive, still playing, still healing.
By with Sarah Boshaw“Joy” is a fleeting spark the laughter that catches you off guard, the breathless moment where pain and hope hold hands.
This poem is an ode to the inner child,
still alive, still playing, still healing.