“I’m telling you, she doesn’t belong. Not to one person, not
to one place, not to one set of ideals. Her mind changed her heart, which
changed her mind, and she was nothing, if not completely free. Maybe we’re just
afraid of anyone who is constantly searching. And anything that didn’t clip her
wings, or make her feel caged, was exactly where she was meant to be.
You’ve got to respect things that aren’t afraid of going off
path. She would always be the type to lose herself, trying to find her own
ways. I suppose the river doesn’t compete with the earth. It carves its own
path anyway. It doesn’t brag, or boast, or beat its chest. It just flows. And
the moon doesn’t try to outshine the stars. It just glows. The flowers amidst
the trees, that radiate and create life – even all that, only grows.
She wasn’t free because she knew where she was going, she
was free because she didn’t need to know.
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