At every corner, there were decisions. There was danger. There were reasons to worry and to panic and to fret about money, and time, and sadness, and pain.
But somewhere she knew that with beauty, and imagination, and a love for life,
she couldn't possibly fail.
So she woke with the sun. She poured it over her arms; let it warm her face.
She sat on the roof at night and drank up the stars, admiring the stellar arrangements.
She let her bare feet get covered in the morning dew as she walked through green, damp grass.
She approached every corner unafraid of making the turn.
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