Crouching Tiger

If this is life now, she thought, 

Then surely I am living it. 

She held her breath, 

Patiently waiting for something, 

Something to prove her wrong, 

Something to oppose her, 

But nothing ever came. 

She was right.  

Her life was as poignant 

As the great American novel. 

God took as much care in creating her

As he did in creating Heaven. 

She was the center of her Universe, 

And she floated, effortlessly, 

Among the stars. 


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