Drink of the lake

Leaning to the lake,

I take a drink.

The fresh water cleanses my soul 

From all the travesties I endured

The water flows down my body and into my soul

It takes over my creation and spills into my imagination

No longer am I plagued by past memories that suffocated me with sorrow

No, the lake purifies me and fills me with abundance,

Replacing the feelings of lack that once swept into my psyche and clenched my hopes and dreams

Today, I create a new day, and become,

What I know I want to be

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