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I see her sometimes. In my dreams. She flys.
She laughs really hard. She has fun.
She says what she feels, but says it softly.
She dances. Lots of dances. And always apologizes when she steps on the toes of others.
She's beautiful, without trying. Because she wears her joy, instead of make-up.
She's a soul bird.
She's who I want to be.