Nefelibata & The Lost Youth

The lost youth and the Nefelibatic
Lost, dazed and confused.
Her eyes were hungry, her charisma was magnetic 
her desire to escape the harsh reality seemed like it was the answer
each breath of alteration left her mind ignited but her soul bleeding
For her,
everything seemed beautiful,
but everything seemed to hurt.
Her soul was nefelibata,
she was wild, she always smiled
it was her insanity that keep her going.
It was her connection with the earth, the fire and the wind which really mattered,
It was her desire to do more, be more and see more,
that made all the difference. 
– janals

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