She painted herself the colors of the sky ,
Shifting her colors like a chameleon-
Deep blue to light blue
Pinks and purples, yellows and oranges.
She used all the colors she saw in the sky and wore them with pride, hoping to reflect the views she took in each day and night.
She traveled onwards with her ever-changing appearance.
Her focus always remaining on the horizon.
She took in the sights of the world as if she was devouring them.
The sights were her source of living,
And she dare not break her gaze
In fear of forgetting how the sun rose each morning,
And set each night.

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