There is this pretty little girl, you see? And she is every little girl. She is black, and white, and yellow, and red, and blue, and green. She is the color of the sun. Her heart is her mind and her mind is her soul. And she's picking at the grass and gazing at the trees and she wonders just how it is that her tiny ears can hear the earth's heartbeat?
Tranquil and chaotic. Passive and aggressive. Full of light and full of darkness. Never is the path clear or concise. Like a canyon or a mountain, like an eagle or an eel - her mind is changing and shifting, creating and destroying. Grant her your ears and she will grant you her flower. Give her your touch and she will give you a fire.
Understanding is impossible and she doesn't claim to know anything. Or anyone. All she sees is the Garden, and all she hears is the Wind.
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