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A search for a long held dream |
| A chill hung in the air, Remnants of winter. Her eyes shone in delight At this new adventure. The city welcomes her, Swallows her fragile form. Extracts those new ideas, Leaves her lost, unborn. As if no knowledge exists. All completely stripped bare. Now wandering the streets With no fight left to care. The street lights once shone bright Into these broken eyes. Reflecting a passion, But the stories were lies. Those told so long ago, Sunk deep into her soul. How a new city life Would make her whole. So, frail, lost, unsettled, She turns her mind to home. Street lights dim behind her, This city life is done. |