day 4

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she, like the clouds, would sometimes experience a similar drift pattern

lifted up and away

lit

and stretched thin

reaching heedlessly for what little she knew of the world

patterned green and blue below

storied in whispers that she would sometimes gather to her, like clouds

and try to hold

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