Healer

To fix the wounds of the flesh, 

and those of the mind.

This is the type of job,

that I will try to find.

I want to care for the soul,

and for the beating heart.

So that I can always make sure,

that they are not far apart.

I have always wanted to help all,

whether suffering from a clouded mind,

or from a trip-and-fall.

The job of my dreams is so near, 

I know that this is my calling,

It has become crystal clear. 

A few more years and I will be done, 

I know I can do it,

I can be the one. 

 

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