The path to wellness
is riddled with potholes
just when you think
you're free
from the troubles
life dealt to trigger you
you're triggered again
Like a healing tripwire
Your body knows.
But what part?
The nervous system,
the microbiome
recesses of your cranium?
Or did you stub your big toe?
No matter,
it will heal, long before you.
Endless quest,
for the holy grail of being whole, again.
Like you were
as a kid.
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