Image Source She sits on the balcony sipping black coffee from her yellow mug. A few drops of rain graces her face and she smiles. Her wind is creating havoc with her loose hair and yet she sits there quietly. A million thoughts in her head and more than a million emotions plaguing her. She looks at the bright orange hibiscus flowers around her and smiles. She has nurtured them with so much care and love. These plants were her children and she loved them like a mother, always fussing over them. The tiny palm tree brushed her hands as she patted it. It had grown taller she realized. The wind grew stronger and the skies turned a dark shade of grey. But she did not flinch. She sat on her chair, sipping coffee thinking about everything and yet without a worry in her head. She was fearless and did not accept the norms of the world. She lived in her own world of black and while and added ample colors to her life. A dollop of yellow for happiness, a tinge of red for power. A drizzle o
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