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P.s.
She let go of her hopes
to succumb to her dreams.
Appreciating every moment
she felt completely free.
Love captured a picture of
true freedom and mailed
It to the world as a postcard.
Branded it the epitomy of a girl.
& to many speaking to trees,
& avoiding the bees as you
bathe in partially dead weeds.
isn't living and surely aint free.
Travellin the worlds ok
But the rest surely isn't me.
Find time to enjoy life,
this earth, the little things
P.s.
Every now& then....just be
Written by Talisha Brittingham
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