Her quiteness speaks volumes
As she sees valleys pass
The freshness of the dawn welcomes her
The chaos of chitter chatter around
The cool breeze that ruffles her hair
A sweet nostalgic song that hums on her lips
The coloured scarf that will write many stories, her quietness speaks volumes. .....
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