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As I walk across the floor
the bottom of my gown flows
as if it’s made of water.

The farther I walk the deeper
the water becomes.

I look back.

The swan bows its head to me
your heart and soul are where the water
comes from.

Wherever you leave from- life comes to be once again!

(c) 2011 Kimber Michaela

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Published by Kimber Michaela

Its like opening a vein and letting it spill all over the pages. Sometimes it is just that raw!!!

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