she let the door slam behind her.
it was its way of saying ‘goodbye’ and ‘thank you for making me your segue into this.
the time she’s been waiting for.
she’s been sitting busy, idling, dwindling.
some days patiently,
it was owed to her -
this time of peace and awakening.
she was so wrong. so misunderstood. –ing.
this time is different, however –
she is going to lead.
she is going to go in-step, side-step.
she is going to keep on stepping.
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