Microfiction #10

Climbing up the castle of words

One step at a time,

In the spire,

I find wrapped in red

A feeling

Raw and genuine

I took it to heart

And gave it me

And there and then,

It sprouted

Hope and faith.

And I lived,

A better me.

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