Beautiful girl with no words, so mysterius now that your gone I wander even more. Out in the world she is on her own, no siple mistake, when she is waring the close of last night adventure. But I wane know, all whats gone wrong and well.
Beautiful girl, all the things you didn’t say where are the words in your world today. Are you on the run? I want to hold you and tell you we are all on are own, but im here.
Beautiful girl who holds you when you have a day full of wonder, to let you feel even more in love with life. But it’s less about the destination than the inbetween, so I bless you the good with bad.
Beautiful girl with no words, let the mystery be the heartbeat of you winding life to the great freedom of your mind and the joy of your journey.
© Elke T.B. Stevens 05/2019
Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens 
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