She walked in a cloud
of fear and worry
about being good enough
for the stars and his heart.
She walked in a cloud
of purple, foggy and opaque.
But
oh, how she glittered,
floated on her words
and beauty
with a beating heart
of magic,
dreaming in gold.
Oh, how she glittered,
as little did she know
she was more than enough,
she was always good enough.
Loved it.
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Thank you ❤️
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“She” rocks!!
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“She” is my little sister and yes she does!
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Awesome!
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