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Searching for words

To name my deepest feelings

I hit a resistant wall of doubts

They block my inner channels

And make my fluids stick

I grab a broom

Fill a bucket with water

And scrubb my body

From the inside out

Scraping off the panic

Getting rid of my uncertainty

Clearing my meridians from fear

I work myself to sweat

To get open access

To my mind, my body and my soul

I let go of those sensations

And refill my system

With only confidence and trust

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