She is wild because she is free.

May 10th, 2016, 9pm

It was 14.4°C. The breeze was light.

She is wild because she is free. She is that rogue daisy swaying in a field of nothingness. Never meant to be plucked only admired from afar. She cannot be tamed. She does not belong in a vase but rather a wide open space. She is me and I am she. We belong to no one but ourselves in this maze we call life.

David Wade said thanks.

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Laura Vivas

Writer, Photographer, Dreamer, Traveler, Lover of the simple things in life.

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