slowly, as if afraid of what will be uncovered, she looks up
and sees herself as many will always see her
someone unique, someone capable of more than just going through the motions of life...
for a fleeting moment, she believes everything is possible
one fleeting moment
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Ah, those are the moments, rare and fine, that sustain us - are they not?
RépondreSupprimerThanks for this, Alfred
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