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She looked behind

Through the road unwind

The sun was dawning

The night was yawning

She wanted to scream

But her voice didn’t gleam

Stuck with her desires

To mount the mighty wires

Of unstitched destiny

Looking to harness the ambiguity

She stood tall

Ready to face any fall.


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