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Beautiful Curls

The sky, it was purple and orange and the air, warm and soft

She devoured it, quickly, like a kid at the breakfast table running late for the bus

The chain link fence tried to stall her enjoyment, who knows, it may have worked.


Her eyes seemed to carry that big, beautiful sky within them-

A sweet soul

Quietly ignited by life,

Waiting for it to all begin, while walking inside it all, knowing it already has.