The Promise Within

My old, inconsolable past. 

Until all my worries toppled. 

And then there was nothing in the way of the vastness. 

For a while, I felt guilty for not recognizing my abilities-

Which I was guarding. 

Until they could no longer be invoked. 

And now my capacity is permanently damaged. 

And now there is no way to recover that promise within.
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