There were no masks... nothing to hide the insecurity...
There were no clothes... nothing to hide her flaws...
There were no clothes... nothing to hide her flaws...
And still she rose... in the mist of a perfect night...
Feeling her body wisper all the answers to the questions she didn't dare to ask...
And she savoured the uncertanty that a million possible futures could hold... knowing that in her weakness she had the necessary strenght.... to find her path...
And she savoured the uncertanty that a million possible futures could hold... knowing that in her weakness she had the necessary strenght.... to find her path...
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