Her mother shouts to come inside, and she can hear the music playing now, the laughter as people start dancing. It’s just that when she looks up, she thinks she might burst with wonder. Has anyone has ever seen this before? And if so, how do they bear the beauty.
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Wonderful indeed. How do we bear the beauty? Gut-wrenching stuff. Thank you.
Beyond the canopy shines another world; white, mysterious, opaque yet swirling with clarity tingling and rising from her ankles. It embraces her hips warmly now and is quickening. She knows that when the fizz is wrapped around the upper tips of her ears, she will almost be consumed by happiness.
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