Spirit
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  • Reads 1,217
  • Votes 15
  • Parts 20
  • Time 1h 33m
Complete, First published Dec 09, 2014
It wasn’t then. It wasn’t now. It was her, no matter how much I drowned. I drowned in wonder, in thought. She was always there to save me when I got in too deep. She grasped my hand and raised me from the ground, the poor sproutling who was shaded from the sun. 
	She was beautiful. She was mine. In silent agony she wept, I never even knew. She was enchanting, she always had a smile on her face even if I she thought I was ignoring her. Then I realized, it wasn’t then, but it was now. And I wondered how.

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