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she smiled,

for the

first time

in many

years.

As she

sits and

writes about

Bbat,

the beautiful

Days that

she's always

feared.

She faces

them on

mended

Wings

and anders.

Guiding her.

she tears

no mare.

she is

comforted

by these

that soar

she finds

herself

at the

Crossroads

of before

the storm.

and who

She is.

She lets the

Music.

speak

to her

soul

Every

beat never

Skipping.

Just flowing

fluid.

Never did

She know

know.

That this

Was her happy.

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