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Vanilla Villanelle
Coming to grips with a life that has no purpose...
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How long it seems since I let my dreams take flight
Leaving my imagination free to soar
Still young, there are so many things in sight

I lie and face the wall; in bed at night
Blank mirror of a life I can’t ignore
How long it seems since I let my dreams take flight

The colors of the rainbow have washed white
Lost memories of the times there were before
While young, there were so many things in sight

When died the spark, which kept my spirit bright?
This ship, now listless, cannot reach the shore
From where I let my final dreams take flight

Warm and windless, wandering like a kite
I’m seeking for a new land to explore
Still young, there are so many things in sight

Reclaiming love I once again ignite
Passions that leave my soul thirsting for more
How long it seems since I let my dreams take flight
Still young, there are so many things in sight

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