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She laughed when there was no joke. She danced when there was music. She had no friends, yet she was the friendliest person in school. In her answers in class, she often spoke of sea horses and stars, but she did not know what a football was. she said there was no telivision in her house. she was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower. The flitting shadow of an elf owl. They did not know what to make of her. In their minds they tried to pin her to a coark board like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew.
Journal
Crickets Use Their Wings to Sing
where the voice of my soul can finally rest
Beware. I rant. o.o
There will be many things in here...Poems, Rants, Good days, Bad days...etc
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