[noob3]

She walks with shuffling steps, alone, although surrounded
For the first time in weeks she can see beyond herself
The blue in the water is not afterall the same as the blue in the sky
And the sound of her feet is frivolous
Things seem behind her finally
Things she was told were foolish, they're not foolish at all
She can laugh at herself, and she does.
The wind pushes her clothes into her skin, and she feels fine.
This canal, it's no special canal.
And these ducks are no special ducks.
But today something is special
And genuinley happy.