Longing for something she does not know, but she can feel the undertow The whispers of the breeze crept by her ear, the promise of healing she needed to hear.
Without forgiveness, there's no moving on. At least that's what they say, when something has gone wrong.
All she wants is to be accepted. Not alter herself when she's conflicted. To be as beautiful as the ocean. To set fire to the waves upon the horizon.
Wild tangled hair without worry. In her eyes that radiate of far away galaxies. A soul so deep, it cannot be shaken. As many risks she believes, are worth the taking.
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