She wasn’t particular about where she gave her love. She knew she had plenty, so she often threw it up in the air and let it land where it may. It fell on street lamps, trees, dogs, grass, birds and people. Thousands of people were covered with it. They didn’t know what it was though, they just knew they felt connected to something real, something beautiful. All these years later those people can still feel it. See, she wasn’t throwing around any temporary love, it was the everlasting kind.
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Stay wild stay free,
Black Sheep Rebel Girl
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