She ran through the woods, ominous thoughts scratching at her sides

Chasing her spirit with cries of disparity

Surrounded by giants bellowing silence

Running deeper

No end, no familiar path

Swinging with unguided perception

Her lungs touched by the crisp air of her own fears

Shortening in pause, gasping for calm

Collapsing her weary knees, slighted hands and broken heart on the mossy ground

Enveloped by giants

They gently whisper to her soul

Stand on our shoulders, rest your tepid heart

Just for now child, until you can see further

Stand on the shoulders of giants

~Alisa Hutton



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