i have no idea about self-love.
none whatsoever.
i know about survival.
i know how to tie my shoes and run.
i know how to grab a bag and go.
i know how to move a pen across a page.
i know how to pray.
i know how to wait
for the end of the day
so that i can sleep and gain reprieve
from thoughts that just keep coming,
from thoughts that just won't stop.
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