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Jun 2015
Empty souls drifting in the wind, blow to the corners of the world
where they patiently wait for the next breeze.
And all but one gave up.
She danced with the breeze and twirled amongst the hurricanes,
flowed with the clouds and jumped with the lightning All but she stayed still,
for they had long ago given in to the system,
where it was she who stepped on its toes.
Questioning and fighting for what she believed to be right.
And now, where all but she is cornered
you find her staring at the stars
where in her mind she is dancing amongst the storms
for they prepare her for the next night...
Written by
Danielle Rautenbach
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