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A dragonfly lands on the bridge of my nose. At first I was terrified. The cream beneath my freckles turning to pink, like the cherry blossoms trees on my street. I stare down at it as it stares up at me. We stay like that for a while. The sun is glaring at my back but I pay it no mind. I am too focused on the creature that has pricked my nose, just as Aurora was with the needle of the spindle. The world around us continues on. The wind brushing past me, children playing in the sand pit and on the swings of a nearby playground. Dogs barking at pedestrians that walk a little too close to their homes. None of which scare the dragonfly and so I didn’t let any of it startle me either. I continue to examine the little creature. Its wings glistened with excess morning dew. A waterfall of colors flows innocently through its veins. I’ve never seen a life force so close before, not even another human. I don’t think I will ever see something up so close again. And maybe that’s okay. The warmth in my cheeks has not gone away. Although, it has dimmed to a light rose color. (The kind flower gardens and valentines day.) I am not nearly as scared or worried anymore. This little creature has become a comfort to me, even in just a few seconds. Reassuring me that things will work out in the end. Reminding me of the beauty in this life that I had forgotten. Though, as you must know by now beauty doesn’t last forever. It hovered for a moment, studying me. And as it flies away into the afternoon sky, I play with the idea that it was saying goodbye. And I smile.
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