two girls sitting on the riverbank. snapping away with their cameras. enjoying life as it is, enjoying company, treasuring friendship and blessing their creative minds. one of them sat and viewed the scene, their scene, as if she were an outsider. she would laugh at them, shake her head at those silly girls, snapping away on the riverbank. but she wasn’t an outsider, she was living that moment, that memorable moment on the riverbank.
she would not have had it any other way.
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