Like a bolt falling out of a clear blue sky
 
 
Once upon a time,
entwined in a whirlwind,
out of a clear blue sky,
a girl faintly fell into the world,
lightly, elliptically,
like a leaf from a tree.
 
Born to dance,
swirling with poise and grace
through evanescent blue pastel clouds,
for a split-second, suspended in the air,
a blue spark in the corner of her eye,
Elle felt lighter than a butterfly.
 
Her heart whispering beats
with each movement and curve,
Elle passionately embraced the world,
surrendering to the fleeting nature of life
like autumn leaves dancing in a squall.
 
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The scarlet red sun
travelling from north to south,
crossing the celestial midline,
inverting days and nights,
turning the world upside down.
 
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Elle, evenly cursed and blessed,
born with the falling sickness,
drawn into dreamy states
causing fascination and fear,
seemingly physically possessed,
ecstatically swayed in bliss.
 
Kindled in the corner of her left eye,
a blue spark of electric light,
rushing from one cell to the next,
unleashing in a crescendo
fireworks in her brain.
 
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Elle, hit by the fit,
in a split second
swept off her feet.
 
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