Spirit

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She was life itself; wild and free — wonderfully chaotic, a perfectly put together mess. She was free as cool as the breeze cause she didn't let the tamed, one's tell her how to live.

No matter how chaotic it's, wildflowers will still spring up in the middle of nowhere; wildflowers can't be controlled — neither can the girl with a soul boundless as the sky, a spirit as free and wild as the ocean.

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