She carries strokes of bad luck, as well as strokes of art that at times, smudge their way to her cheek. She carries her heart too close to her head and she carries a notebook of doodles in the place of education. She carries mud on her sneakers from grueling, gut-wrenching miles up and down the hills, and a will to run wild every now and then. She
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