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Fine on my own!

She was made of colours

Bursting into flames,

Like the clouds crashing

Into the mountains;

But this was never

Only about her;

It was always about

Something bigger than

Her or even you!

She looked around, and

found herself alone;

But when she looked inside,

Everything she needed,

Was right there.

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