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June 7, 2012
She always was quite different.
Her mind was so untamed.
From the womb she came screaming,
‘freedom’
Or, so her Mother claimed!
She always was so carefree.
Nothing really fazed her, ever.
She always had the solution.
In fact she was very clever.
She was on another planet,
to her normal fellow man.
She loved her moments of solitude,
which not many say they can.
You could never tie her down,
her heart, it was on loan.
She was generous to a fault,
but her time, it was her own.
I don’t know where she is now.
One day she just blew away.
But I’m better off for knowing her,
she makes me smile on a gloomy day.
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