There once was a girl who was lost
in a sea of overwhelm
Tossed about by winds of change
She sought to place an anchor,
a safe harbour to create
refuge from the storms of life
Bunkering down inside her walls
shrinking into safer spaces
the fortress now her prison
——
Smallness is not a worthy pursuit
There is no glory in shrinking back
Why would one wish to be empty
Devoid of life and hope?
Safety is not found in shrinking
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