Life
She sat alone on the wall
that bordered her life
and her property, her call
not minding the silence
she felt most free to not fall
No one was likely to come along
she inhaled every essence as it was
exhaled it as a song,
even when she questioned
where she truly belonged.
On the stone built edge of wonder
she tossed off her shoes
and there, gave up all her blunders
that might someday rend her
but for now just the rain and thunder
Was present to marvel over.
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