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Breathless wandering
A haunting melody woven, within every step
Singing of the secrets, only she kept
Raptured eyes
Filled with stars of yesterday's skies
Thoroughly tired of tomorrow's lies
Chilled bones
A spirit of rest, beauty, and repose
and yet another feeling arose
Wishful wondering
Of fantasy, love, and romance
Of which she knew there'd never be a chance.
Beating heart
Dreams and hopes and feelings start,
Tearing her apart.

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