before
life
took hold
of her. before
mistakes
were made. before the storms
arrived.
those eyes.
those arms. that hair,
so brown
and bright.
how life takes hold of
all of us
if you live long enough.
like water
changing
the river bank, time
and circumstances
has their way on us.
aging us.
reminding us of who
we once were.
lineless
and beautiful.
innocent
flowers just risen from
earth.
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