I need to let go,
and let all the fear uncoil
inside the great cavern of my belly...
My great belly - great like the lakes,
not like something that you love the way it is,
or something that makes you smile when you look at it.
No, this belly is far too big to inspire mirth,
and is far too scarred to be mistaken for the skin of a person who might have once been beautiful...
This belly is the belly that acts like a shield against past mistakes,
past grief, caused.
This belly will keep me from moving through this world
as a flower that needs only adoration to flourish...
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