how can you be so tall,
your castle, so strong;
your face, so stern;

but your tone, so warm;
your words, so kind?

and your smile.



age has seen it's trace on you;
the skin at the corner of your eyes wrinkling up when you smile;
and yet you stand before me,

a tower;
a castle;
so strong, so proud, but so humble;

so kind.

i was afraid that through the men-ga-ne you'd be able to see,
so i kept sniffing and wincing my eyes,
focusing on what your words,

because,
to me,

this is the greatest inspiration.
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