Counselling

In the canopy of silence,

You will find me.

If you know where to look,

You won’t pass me by.

When you near,

Do not call out to me.

I offer no guiding voice.

Only more of the quite,

Only more of the shame.

Stumble along until you grasp me,

Grab me and pull me out.

Pull gently,

The vines have bound me.

This world raged within.

But do not stop,

Trying to change me!

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