We're Going To Heal Poem by Mitta Xinindlu

We're Going To Heal



I'm a writer who heals.
I nurse the wounds of others through my messages.
My words are ointments, bandages, and massages.
My paper is a bed for wounded souls.
My pen is a needle for fixing the wounds.
And my words are the healing medicine.
We're going to heal.

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