"When we can no longer dream, we die" -Emma Goldman

Thursday, October 15, 2009

She is strong

She is a warrior
She is fluid
She speaks only of truth
She is a thing of strength, beauty, terror, talent and love
Her eyes shine with intelligence and her tongue is sharp with wit.
Her song makes songbirds insecure.
She has abundant talent and a mind of genius.
She is fiercely loyal and terrifyingly independent.
Her body moves like silk in the wind
She is my best friend and I love her.

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