She was born with a gentle heart but dreamed of dreams only wild hearts could pursue. That was, I think, her greatest downfall. Falling before she’d even had the chance to jump. Limping from the excessive weight she could no longer hold together inside. Strong spirited caged in a body too weak. Like big ideas hushed up & quelled by insecurity & small minds. 

Grant her courage, Lord that she may find more heart. 

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