You take away my sanctuary,
The one place I could go to recuperate.
He gives it back,
And adds many layers to my security blanket,
A warmth you never even tried to provide.
I once scorned the skies for losing you,
But now I embrace my fate.
After all, what good does it do
To waste my energy on so much hate?
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