near the crowd in town,
kites fly in the sky
pulled by calloused hands
and worried hearts…
she found her love
standing, an onlooker of
things not yet
to come.
there, within the crowd,
she lost herself.
he found
her.
near the crowd in town,
kites fly in the sky
pulled by calloused hands
and worried hearts…
she found her love
standing, an onlooker of
things not yet
to come.
there, within the crowd,
she lost herself.
he found
her.
A Cornered Gurl 
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