When I came to you, you shut the door.
I had to keep on knocking because I knew you needed me, as much as I needed you.
I could see you were struggling. I could see you in despair.
But that spark of love never diminished. It never died.
And neither did I.
I kept on knocking until the warrior lifted her head and acknowledged her heart’s desire.
To find the lost and missing.
The warrior spirit, for us both, was ignited.
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