Bounds Along
April 19, 2013
And she, with so many flairs
Frolicking through the days, turning into months and years
All hurdles, obstructive, yet removed
And she, bounds along
Somehow, everything comes into place
Every new sight, experience, event lifts her up
And she, bounds along
In the face of restrain and control, she lights her own way
Against words of destruction and suffocation
She bounds along.
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