Castle
Looking out as far as one can see
The scapes and sights soak in.
With silent thoughts
And a gentle breeze
I look out at the world
My eyes are wide
As the world goes thundering by
But up here the day is slow
A glance around,
A minute gone.
With a deep breath of windy air
A moment where my eyes are shut,
And I see all I've ever known
Floating around me.
Each day brings forth new challenges
And each day I face them strong,
But up here is different
I am guarded
Protected and alone
Safe to be myself
A castle can be many things,
Mine is here, sitting on my bed with nothing but paper and pen.
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