The Free Soul

She can be fire by the ocean
Tides by the sea
She is an artful rumination
A flower longing its bumblebee

She can be a young gun
Nothing to break her, no
She can be a free soul
Built of start dusts and hopes

She can be wild
Yet a child at heart
She's all about that light
That tears darkness apart

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