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She stepped out of the shadows meek and unaware and fastened her coat against the chill in the air. The hardness of life showed in her face, traces of sorrow and wisdom, bit pieces of faith. Walking slowly and shaking it all became so clear. She had to get out of the coldness, and let go of the fear. She took a deep breath and exhaled without pause. She reached deep inside, and surfaced with the cause. She opened her hand, and set free all the pain. Along with the past, it had nothing to gain. Tears streamed down her face, she dabbed them away, then dropped to her knees and began to prey. When she thought it was over, and it was time to die. She spread her wings wide, And started to fly. ~Kim~ 12-18-01