the one
who held me captive
has been dead for some time,
though he had time enough
to teach the prisoner
that she was there to serve.
when he made his exit
he left the cage locked
and over time
others came to give advice
or give reasons why the cage was necessary.
but then
you came by
carrying your magic mirror
telling me to look closely
and notice
that the door was actually open,
the captive truly free
and worthy
and beautiful.
the rescue would be enough reason
for me to adore you.
because rescue me, you did.......
from my captor,
from myself
but
as I watch,
and listen,
and worship,
I understand
that I am here
to
rescue
you
back.
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