spirited yet mild.
Raised from nothing
Dragged up kicking
And screaming.
Grew in the wild
Spirited and yet mild
No longer a child
A woman to behold
Hidden as gold
Out there in the cold
Buried below the blue
Lowest actuality we knew
Poling down on the screw
Medium range spread
Reality became in her head
Supported by what was red.
Ghosts of an echo beyond
Requiring me to respond
And start waving my magic wand.
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