Fury Furnace
Because anger is the child of grief and the granddaughter of love
May your anger not remain buried
Immobilised
Silenced
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May your fury not drown in grief
Regret
Hurt
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May your rage continue to listen to the injustices of the world
Despite frustration
Apathy
And irritation
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May your wrath tune in to the multiple cruelties
Despite harshness
Brutality
And exasperation
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May your hot fury be welcomed in the cold rain
In deep compassion for your feelings
And for the open wounds of the world
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May what burns make you sing
May what scratches make you listen
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Thank you.
Thank you, Sofia. I love your writing.