She was beautiful.Her sinuous and light movements hypnotized and took away the breath of every person in the audience. Including mine.I could almost see her soul as she moved to the rhythm of music. It was brilliant and wonderful, but sad. Of a sadness that smelled of despair.She was the rain that fell slowly. Free. Wild. Unhappy. A tear that came unexpectedly from the sky.Pain in its true form.“Emma,” I whispered.
-A.C. Pontone
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