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Welcome home.

     Thought we'd lost you for awhile,

            but here is the blue

              page silence and

               solitude



                     waiting

                ever patiently

                     for their sister to return.



Shed the night and crawl into our waiting arms

        It hurts, doesn't it,

          noise and sharp tongues

            emaciated for affection starving still while

             someone elses

               s a t i s f a c t i o n

             is slid out your very soul

      is fattening

           the egos of charmers.



But come, shed your shame and

        fold yourself into the things you are used to

           the morning after

              always finds you girl

        sane and strong

        getting along

        with the same weapons and

the same armor of the day before

        No one! Hear me! No one! can hurt you anymore.



Welcome home.

        You have one here always,

        safe.

           Fold

        your body into

        this sun ray

           Bathe

        in warmth on

           your own.

       Bask

           in your familiar bed

           of simple

           unfiltered

           joy

           you will always be enough for the people that love you.