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Written about no one in particular. If you know her send her a get well card....
The window to her soul
Was shuttered tight and barred
Windows can be dangerous things
What you see can leave you scarred
So she keeps the portals closed
The exits shut and sealed
Takes comfort in the knowing
Nothing ventured or revealed
She lives her life in solo
Dreams in black and white
Has a steaming cup of coffee
And bathes in darkened light
This will be her answer
She will hold it to her breast
Never risked a moment
Being cherished, loved or blessed
The pangs of human bondage
Never trapped her in its cords
She lived her life in freedom
Now she's reaping those rewards
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