Pulling dreams down from the heavens, she
lifts the world off her shoulders for a breath of
salty-sea air, unsheathing and driving down her sword
into golden sands. A moment to rest, a breath to life.
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Writer in San Francisco, CA
Pulling dreams down from the heavens, she
lifts the world off her shoulders for a breath of
salty-sea air, unsheathing and driving down her sword
into golden sands. A moment to rest, a breath to life.
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