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S.E. Crawford

I raged against these walls
with rabid fury.
I didn’t like the size;
the wait and the hurry.
But there isn’t a door
nor a window, nor rift.
I’m trapped in the darkness
alone and adrift.
I fought until I eventually
grew tired.
My body was quiet
but my spirit rose higher.
I sat there long enough
and just took it in.
There is a dragon breathing
and I am the heart within.
-S.E. Crawford
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