She stepped cautiously along her path, the slippery slope of her worth

The summer sun melting remnant childlike curiosity, evaporating her last droplets of glimmer and shine

A balance of steps between logic and hope

A wish for belonging, self-preservation, quenching love and solace

She reminded herself that her thirst will be her assured slip, the last bump to a bottom she already knows

In her caution she stopped and questioned

Why is she entertaining less than love, when worth is her only home

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