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On a beautiful day, the clouds were dark and light grey. A young lady was standing outside the Opera House, gazing out towards the water as a cool breeze blew through her long brunette hair.
She turned to look at me with a gentle smile in her expression. In that moment, she had forgotten about her daily activities, her schooling, and her schedules.
She was free to simply be her true self, in her own place of happiness. Her eyes told me that she loved to run across the clean sands and into the ocean waters every weekend.
How wonderful it is to see a child so free.
On a beautiful day, the clouds were dark and light grey. A young lady was standing outside the Opera House, gazing out towards the water as a cool breeze blew through her long brunette hair.
She turned to look at me with a gentle smile in her expression. In that moment, she had forgotten about her daily activities, her schooling, and her schedules.
She was free to simply be her true self, in her own place of happiness. Her eyes told me that she loved to run across the clean sands and into the ocean waters every weekend.
How wonderful it is to see a child so free.