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I've got a way to go... |
| A flutter of wings flap flapping upon my shoulder, urging me on, gently pushing forward I must go. So much is left behind me, it needs not be revisited, some memories remain, and others lay forgotten in the ashes of burnt offerings. I am not the girl who once cowed in shame, the tree of knowledge offered no truth, back straight chin up... a smile where there once was none, I am a woman in form and grace daughter of Eve, I have places to go and apples to pick... © BAN |