Sorrowful flapping of a torn and tattered soul. Brushed under the carpet as imaginary. Denied for so long she never knew she could be whole. By just being the one who gives love. Seen as respect for all those above. Below and on a par. For those one her doorstep and them from afar. For she knew no one could do it for her.
So she saved herself.
And
So could you is what you should infer.
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