*

.

she marveled realizing the shape inside her chest

that void often filled with air and beauty when

merry it would change shape as birds sung

 .

it shrunk at sounds belonging to civilization

a soul with preconceived ideas she wondered

he laughed back at her concept

 .

a soul thriving on sounds, smells and visions

she could picture shapes and leaps inside it

she could sit still and recognized

 .

the life in her. her blood, her breath

her cells multiplying, spreading,

it was surely a wonderful place to be

.

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