Set Me Free (For Mojca)

Set Me Free

There she was one day

Sniffing around my circle

Was it the sound of her name

That aroused my interest?

Even though she accepted

The hand of friendship

Her soul was kept tightly closed

In fear of insensitivity

And disbelief as to the things

She had gone through

Though she expected nothing

She did not run away, not this time

Her mind firmly set, on being free


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