Nothing Would Content Her

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95365
United States
37° 18' 20.4408" N, 120° 20' 5.6472" W

 

Nothing would content her.

She's was as wild and free as a jungle animal,

not to be contained,

not to be pleased,

never to be appeased.

No one could pin her down,

like a shadowbox of dead butterflies,

although they tried.

She was perfectly amazed

by her own imperfections.

Never to be contented,

never to be contained, 

always to be free.

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