Name
Rachel Suzanne Tien Wood
Description
The gaze ain't mirrorin' no stranger,
it's a map of all the roads not taken, the bridges left unburned.
It's the echo of a melody I can almost hear, a symphony
livin' in the space between what is and what could be.
Wishful thinkin', they call it.
Maybe it's a curse, maybe it's a compass.
But one thing's for sure, it's the fuel that keeps this fire burnin'.
Eyes that hold the universe,
A yearning spirit, free and unbound.
A violent whisper, secrets unfolds,
A glimpse of the dreams that make me bold.
Yes, the eyes tell a story, alright.
A story of hustlin' and dreamin', of schemin' and reachin'.
This ain't no damsel in distress, this is a warrior in her Sunday best.
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