Empty
Is the Perfect state of being.
Nothing inside to anchor
you. Nothing inside
to chain you down, keep
you
from living your dreams.
Empty, almost weightless,
you are an eyelash afloat
on a blink of a breeze.
-Perfect, by Ellen Hopkins.
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