Friendship is just love that has yet to sprout wings and take flight.
If a lioness spends her hours pacing back and forth in a cage of gold with the finest meats at her disposal, does that make her any less of a prisoner? If that same feline’s fangs are filed down to blunt, un-tearing teeth and her roar is silenced, can she still be called a lioness?
Living in that castle was like being condemned to Hell before I’d even had the opportunity to sin.
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