That Place Part II
The Golden Quill
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To me, this place is cold and alone. It is hard and doesn’t allow any light to flow through. There are hardly any windows. It is a prison. Inside there is a boy, trapped and not allowed to smile or play with anyone. I see him sneak out the kitchen door in the late night and run through the forest. I follow, but never too close. I am not allowed to be near him – but I cannot stay away. He is the only bright thing in this cold dark place. I wish he would turn toward me just once…see me…know me as I know him. I wish just once to take his hand and run with him far away from this place. I think he is the one that needs saving.
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