Who’s Ruby?

She could be a force gushing through the wind,
or
She could be your last breath.
She could be a dream which is yet to be seen,
or
She could the face of your recurrent dreams.
She could be a tune which is only yours to be heard,
or
She could be the song you sing  everywhere you go.
She could be your destruction,
or
She could be your salvation.
Whoever she is, Whatever she says,
she is out there,
and she is waiting for you.
Why?
She wants to tell you her story.
She craves a ear who will listen to her,
She demands eyes who can read her.
She is lonely out there, somewhere.
All she wants is a chance.
Will you give it to her?
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Who’s Ruby?

She could be a force gushing through the wind,
or
She could be your last breath.
She could be a dream which is yet to be seen,
or
She could the face of your recurrent dreams.
She could be a tune which is only yours to be heard,
or
She could be the song you sing  everywhere you go.
She could be your destruction,
or
She could be your salvation.
Whoever she is, Whatever she says,
she is out there,
and she is waiting for you.
Why?
She wants to tell you her story.
She craves a ear who will listen to her,
She demands eyes who can read her.
She is lonely out there, somewhere.
All she wants is a chance.
Will you give it to her?