I have a statue
of a kissing Santa.
He leans in to kiss the cheek of Ms Claus.
She sits, confidently poised on her chair,
Happy, peaceful.
She knows Santa loves her.
She knows God loves her.
She loves herself.
And it is this.
This power. This peace,
That pulls him to her.
He needs her strength, her peace to give him purpose.
So though the action of the statue is on Santa,
The true purpose of the statue is in her.
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