By Nonnabelle | Nonna's Poetry Corner | 8 Mar 2021
I had a vision of a girl,Her feet were planted firmly in the rain, Without reason, Without time, Without a care. Her long brunette hair, Now soaked and heavier than her shoulders could bare, And ever so desperate to be let down... Fell.
She was finally free. So she danced.
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