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Aug 2018
The rain hits her face
Stings her skin
As her shoes hit the ground
Her head spins
Where she'll go no one knows
What they'll miss
She won't stop until she burns
And rain is mist
Let her go let her fly
Let her flee
Let her run from her fears
Let her see
As she screams to the wind
"Who am I?!"
She is brave not afraid
She's alive
DarkSkyesRising
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