Her greatest fear

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Her new steps may hurt more than last

Her wings may break in the storm

Like a willow with no core,

The wind will blow her side to side

She might trip, fall and freeze

But,

Waiting was no option

For,

Her most visceral fear 

Was to die standing

 

 

 

 

Image credit: _Jasmin_

via Daily Prompt: Visceral

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