Ana
Teacher, guardian, friend,
Epitome of perfection.
Relative of secrets,
Lover of doing it the hard way;
no matter what the cost.
Feels trapped, desparate, determined to break free,
Needs routine, order, and a good place to think.
Fears failure, judgement, and people with higher authority.
Would like to get it right more often, to get away from the world, and to finally,
finally....
Be free of herself.
Resident of my concience.
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