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Subject: And then she was gone

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Jonathan Elmendorf (sad, finding yourself)
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Date Posted: 10:31:21 04/08/07 Sun
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She chose to walk alone
The one less traveled by
Didn’t look before her,
Kept looking into the sky,
She wondered why

She had no companions
No need for material things,
Only wanted a way out
From what she felt
*Puppet strings*

She wanted to be a bird. So she could fly
She pitied every blade of glass
For the plants they would give to her

She longed to be a flame,
That brightly flared alone,
Felt jealous of the steam,
That made its air its home

Some say she wished too much
Some say she wished too long
But awoke some autumn day
To find herself gone

The trees, they were the witnesses
The sky refused to tell
But somebody who had seen it said
That here story played out well

She spead her arms out wide
Breathed in the break of morn
She just let go of all she held and loved

And then she was gone. . .

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>She chose to walk alone >The one less traveled by >Didn’t look before her, >Kept looking into the sky, >She wondered why > >She had no companions >No need for material things, >Only wanted a way out >From what she felt >*Puppet strings* > >She wanted to be a bird. So she could fly >She pitied every blade of glass >For the plants they would give to her > >She longed to be a flame, >That brightly flared alone, >Felt jealous of the steam, >That made its air its home > >Some say she wished too much >Some say she wished too long >But awoke some autumn day >To find herself gone > > The trees, they were the witnesses >The sky refused to tell >But somebody who had seen it said >That here story played out well > >She spead her arms out wide >Breathed in the break of morn >She just let go of all she held and loved > >And then she was gone. . .
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