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And in the darkness she cried
For wasted time, for feeling lost
She cried and she cried
until her heart and mind shattered
into a million pieces that would never be fixed
She continued, breathing, moving, existing
Unfeeling, surviving, letting the blackness take it’s toll
Until chinks of light began to filter in
It was time to move, to stand upright
And she lifted her head and sighed.
Enough of the pain, enough of the dark
It was time to let the light wash over her
She took a breath and opened her eyes
And her heart was reborn and her mind renewed
As she lets the light remind her of a new day
She opens the door and steps outside
Letting the sun touch her face and she stops
She looks into the light and feels the wind on her face
She closes her eyes and sighs as a smile touches her lips
The shadows are behind her, she is once more alive.
Brae. A gay woman's tale! 
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