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A breath of life for her soul Beyond her wildest dreams She went for a gypsy stroll Unfolding the tips of her wings An adventure she greatly needed It happened just by chance Before it was completed She knew she had to dance A North Pacific breeze Stirred her dormant senses The great sacoua trees Trademark western fences The atmosphere changed She tossed her tinted shades The earth had rearranged Just as she had prayed Sandy toes crossed the line Of her boring little box She made her way with twine Birthed fire from only rocks Now she's had a taste Of the deliciously vibrant west On the map, she traced The outline of her quest Though a memory today It belongs to only her the time she flew astray Her cabin fever cure