Words: The broken winged child, innocence seized by darkness, reached out to her with wanting arms longing for real love. She wanted to comfort the lonely wounded child but her own heart was held captive by fear and she could not move. When fear looked away for a moment, she gathered up the little girl and wrapped her tightly in her arms. She whispered in the child’s ear, ‘Sweet child, do not fear for I will love you’. She looked deep into the child’s eyes and she realized she was looking deep into the window of her own soul. Fear melted and the darkness faded away as she embraced the child within and began to love herself.
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