in the morning mist
love her
she understands
your silence
appearing untouchable
her emotions are condensed
suspended in her mind
no one
feels her pain
she smiles
stubborn
to her own truth
crying heartbeats
weeping forgiveness
she'll be good tomorrow
or next week
maybe later
dont hesitate
on the rainy afternoons
love her
she recognizes
your honesty
because
no one
has the capacity
because
a daughter feels
her strength
immeasurable
her courage
understated
in the evening dust
love her
she sees you
she loves you
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