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May 2013
I used to be that girl,
With a spring in my step.
And not a hair out of place.
She danced with flames and fire
yet somehow kept her cool.

I am that strong branch,
That sways with the wind and yet remains unchanged.
I bow and bend without breaking.
Becoming one with the world that's shaking,
I am everything and nothing.
Mia
Written by
Mia  F/Paris
(F/Paris)   
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