tap-dancing of two
little girls.
She moves softly
to the rhythm
of the city and
sleeps under the stars.
She wakes with great pride,
like a beam of light
pouring through a
small crack in the wall.
She waltzes around with
Purple and Blue
as wind blows around her
and softly touches the ground.
She talks like a song
and walks like the
flowing rush of a river.
She began as a question
and ended as an answer.
(color: Periwinkle)
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