Affluent nightmares rent the night, she quivers in her sleep.
Memories of pain once had, mar the tapestry face
Can she not see for folly of thought, chosen fear is death?
Likely not, she builds up walls, sequestering herself…
Darkened skye chokes out her light, brightness dulled to flicker.
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