Wednesday, April 27, 2005

She smiles quietly. She thinks twice. She opens a big red book. She walks slowly. She sits in a corner and thinks. She thinks thrice. She opens a door. She smiles quietly. She wakes up to the sound of the new day. She watches the world from her window. She thinks, she smiles and then she walks. Away from everyone, and towards me.

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