Every Single Day

She’s afraid.

She thinks out loud.

She founds excuses.

She founds love.

She cries.

She laughs.

She washes her soul.

She believes in fairies.

She holds somebody in her own thoughts.

She dreams.

She loses faith.

She’s pity of herself.

She’s strong.

She believes.

She feels infinite.

She doesn’t grow.

She grows.

She’s stuck.

She’s free.

She’s lost.

And then found.

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