She stretched her arms
Over her head.
Eyes shut, facing upward, reaching for the light.
Might someone kiss me,
If only I wait long enough?
A few seconds wait,
And then a few more.
Nah, she thought.
I’ll make my own way.
The Language of Our Other Lives
Long-range deliverables.
Limited exposure.
Leveraging.
Lockbox. Liquidity. Load balancing.
Lift.
At the end of the day? Lighten up…
A Sawyer's Daughter 
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