Harmony

I found a voice

I did not know I had,

by living through a sadness

I did not think I could survive,

then meeting friends

I could not have imagined,

in a landscape that there

are no words to describe.

all our voices different

all our music played

on heartstrings

discordant

resonant

painfully beautiful

songs of grief and

songs of love

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