Sarah Sisson - cave dwelling

I did dare to live in the cave born in the cliff of my cynical self. I was in there and felt quite safe. It was leaving and coming home that scared me. I never figured out that dream of climbing in and out of that cave. It had no fire. I still, every day crept in and out, always thinking of you.

Sarah Sisson

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