Labels:text | screenshot | font | graphic design | graphics | symbol OCR: ... [blade] she doesn't know me . i know her kind . sadness brought deepth into her childhood eyes . bright colors line her clothes . she has a feather in her hair . leather shoes with souls worn thin. i want to bring her into my world . i want to make her smile . she is walking a hunters step with death . alone with none like her . black hair drops over her shoulders . she turns away . I want to pretend it's not happening . but it is . what i wouldn't give for just one smile . i'll walk away but never forget she's not a chear leader . nor a schoolgirl . she's my last little indian girl
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