She
sits on the floor
Under
the cool air conditioned breeze
Putting
her colourful touches
On
her finger nails
The
colours of magic
In
her eyes she wants to look pretty
On
her way down to the city
The
Christmas season is here again
She
has no worry
In
her world she lives
She
is a free soul
She
can do what she pleases
On
the floor
She
concentrates
The
colours of magic
On
her finger nails
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