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| flower and water |
She is the last one to walk into the room
but she is the one that stands out.
She is not flashy: she is dressed in jeans
and a denim shirt but her clothes can’t contain the life that is exploding out
of her in celebration.
She is not tall, but she rises above
everyone else.
And she laughs.
When she does, her whole body laughs. Her
mouth opens and suddenly the room is filled with light from another continent.
A far away place with promises of exotic
abundance and fertility. Day times of excitement, night times of sensuality....
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