Mindful Poetry

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Mindful Poetry
 

 

In January's quiet, new and bright.
Take each day slow, embrace the light.
It is okay to pause, to breathe, to rest.
Your mental health deserves the best.
 Progress whispers, soft and small.
But every step, a step for all.
Be kind to yourself.
Let healing be.

This journey's in your hand and that is the key.


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