Maybe.

Saturday, December 22, 2012
As her tears slipped into the ocean,
and as she breathed in the night's salty breeze,
she let out a heavy sigh, and whispered to the empty sea:

" Maybe I'm broken . Maybe I've fallen apart. "

And as soon as she spoke to the ocean,
as soon as her tears became dry,
she turned around and  started walking
and she walked another hundred miles.




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