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Her Castle
The spiral swirled into purple clouds
above the land engulfed by sea
where the waves smashed against a small island
where the castle stood, old yet free
the tired walls were crumbling down
and tiles shed from a once regal tower
though the castle stood firm on its ground
holding on until its final hour
and there, at the window, a figure in darkness
a single shadow that waved a hand
she would not move from her fortress
she would still watch upon her land
and though the time would soon approach
where she too would fade away
she watched from the window, with a glint of hope
that today would not be her final day.
