Curly wisps of dark grey,
burst forth from her being,
like they couldn't withstand,
the emptiness she contained,
like they couldn't survive,
the turbulent emotions she sheltered in her soul,
like they didn't know,
they were dreams and meant to be kept within,
at all...


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