I think about you everyday, a tower so strong and tall.
How majestic you looked among the many brick fortresses surrounding you.
Honesty, Respect, and Humility were the unique markings of the entryway to which all were able to enter.
It was the climb of your staircase that revealed the crumbling hurts of your past. The first few steps were amazingly beautiful and strong, but with each step taken to the heart of this tower, the weaker you became.
Wounded bird, what has crippled you? What has caged your spirit?
Trying to find refuge through the love of your passerbys, you invited all to enter. Yet with each lover, scars remained tightening the chains around your heart.
Seeking refuge, you ran.
Has far away brought healing to your heart? Has it brought freedom to your caged spirit?
I pray so. May healing come and freedom.
I think about you everyday.
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