There She Stands by Tari Xalyr


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And there she stands
Naked, cold, and wet
Her stomach gnawing itself
Unaable to recall the last time she felt
Warm. Loved. And Safe.

And there she stands
Beautiful, wise and free
Poised and holding herself strong
Unable to recall the last time she felt
Cold or hungry or Scared.

And there she stands
Content, unfeeling and satisfied
Wearing her most favourite teddy by her side
Unable to realise her future
Just content and satisfied by being.