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Chelsea Grace walks like the world is at her feet.
Chelsea Grace speaks like the Sun,
and laughs like a secret.
her favorite Time of day is Midnight.
when the Moon punches the Sky,
And the Pinhole Stars are all that’s out.
when the Wind Whispers with a nymph’s voice,
and soft rain Lulls her to sleep.
And at 3:45pm on a Sunday when people flow like the Sea. wrapped up in their lives,
Caught up in The rush
she loves the empty school hallways .
nothing to be heard but the clack of her shoes
and shallowness of breath.
The graffitied walls remind her of dreams.
Chelsea Grace: diagnosed with struggle and fail.
Dyslexic, ADHD winged jack rabbit.
Her room is covered in invisible marker and string attached to thumbtacks
Transparent scrawled cursive liters her walls.
And Pictures meant to contain memory that fails.
this is the story of chelsea grace, nameless entity, legend among one.