River of Secrets
She balances at the edge of a colossal canyon,
carved by the fierce river of her stolen soul.
Spirit whispers to her upon eagle wings,
guides her to take the plunge.
She is safe, up here in the mid-day sun;
its brightness hides what she fears to feel.
Below lies the burden of betrayal and shame,
submerged innocence longs to be set free.
Only by diving deep will she release the pain,
reclaim her worth.
Strength resides within the flash flood
of buried emotions.
She tumbles beneath the current,
but does not drown.
She emerges from the river of secrets
with the power of those reborn.
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