293: Hidden Identity

I found your identity

hidden under the bed.

You had searched everywhere,

but I guess you needed a new light,

or a different sun

under which to shine,

before you would crawl out,

dust off your sleeves,

and return to yourself,

bolder,

brighter,

wonderfully different.

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Written by: Katrine Hjulstad

Instagram: @katrinehjulstad

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