Her Beautiful Soul- Sail #Poetry

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A somber express graced her face.

Sand slowly dripping, filling her lungs.

Her heart pounding as a call from war drums.

Wind gusts willing her weary body forward.

Hurricanes of thought blasting in her mind.

One word shouted in her mind:

Sail.

A new breath of life wrapping around her soul.

The fire of determination burned within her.

Water wrapping around her feet lifting her to new heights.

Reaching out she felt the warn, woods against her hands.

A grin slowly graced her lips.

Freedom.

ghost-ship

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