She Whispered in My Ear

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“No one can take your soul without invitation,”
she whispered in my ear.
“Only you hold the invitation in hand.”
I smiled, as I began to recapture my soul.
It was with me all along,
I had given it freely, without hesitation.
No more!
Holding the invitation in hand, keeping my soul close,
and reintroducing my self to me.
“There,”she whispered, “it is yours to keep, treat it well,
and cherish it always.”
I smiled knowing.
Once again, I was who I had been longing to be.

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