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Wednesday, June 12, 2013
The lady of the North
Emerged in colors she goes out of the room.
Her long gown is flowing,
billowing,
blown by the dancing wind
filled with reds, blues, purples and yellows.
With every step she absorbs each hue.
One at a time.
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