No clue why I trust

Bits of stone and rust.

Seeing figures of stone

Watching out for my tone

Protected by them for I Must.

Run towards the light,  

No longer full of fright.

Stone figures watching,

Me stuck there waiting,

For a sign that I have Might.

Sammi’s Prompts number 11,

Photo from the prompt.

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