She?

She gets lost in the sound of music, soundwaves constantly rewiring her every thought. Strands of hazel hair brush past her soulful eyes, but her vision is not invaded. The outskirts of her mind touches the borders of this world ever so lightly, but she embraces the resistance of gravity which the earth holds. The earth created by us. No one may be able to process her intellect and understanding of the world, for her mind is beyond the horizon.

She is, alien;

-Marlene Mostert

(Image Credit: Dream by Leonardo Senas)

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