Stranger Heart
Quite strange, but
unless it gives away
to others an essential part of it,
the heart will not be whole;
unless, like a lake,
it generously drains itself
unto thirsty creeks and streams,
it will stagnate and putrefy;
unless it boldly bares
its vilest, darkest secrets
in humble plea for forgiveness,
it will be a stranger unto itself!
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