Wounded, angry at life

I am noticing a wounded young one in me, angry at life.

How is it to meet this part with love?

I wish you love. I wish you ease.

It feels very simple. There is a softening.

I also notice that this one feels so young that the simpler the better. Something more complicated feels like a mismatch right now.

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