She left out the door with questions on her mind.
She stood on the doorstep now just a shadow.
Her voice was just a low hum in the air.
The bright sun eased her mind.
She was leaving her past with the night.
As she let the wind blow away the traces of yesterday.
They watches out the window.
As her boots kicked up the dust.
Watching her long stride as her hips swayed.
Arms keeping rythm as she moved on that day.
Shoulders square as she head ed off into her new world.
Her skirt fluttered. in the air as her figure faded away.
On and on she walked into the sun.
Everyone was standing to watch her now.
Never once did she look back.
Not one person moved to call to her.
The wind has blown her steps away.
As the sun engulfed her from sight.
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