The Girl Who Didn't Like Shiny Things



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There was a girl once
She would always be outside in the open, whenever she got the chance

She would walk, and she would stare, admire and smell
Everything around, the sky and the ocean that surrounded her

She did not care for material things
She did not want diamonds as a gift
She only cared for the human touch
Oh if only she had eyes looking at her with love
A hand to touch her cheek so gently

And perhaps to pet her head as a kitty
One someone to be the one and only

Who in her heart would land and never leave

But instead that someone cared for other things
He did not understand that all those were just for a little bit

As the soul evolves and the body dissolves
All those shiny things matter no more

She preferred to breathe in the salty air
She would rather feel the sand on her hair

For she had already found the truth
In the butterfly's wings, and she knew it then
That, that's where she always belonged

Thank you for taking the time to read this
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