She feels herself fading
As time
Consumes
Her heart beats out the seconds
In this wasteland
Of fear, dispair, sadness, and gloom
and
HOPE
She can't see through the looking glass
Or past the lonely years
That were cleansed in the darkness
By her saltless
Tears
Her breath becomes a melody
The air is but a chime
The wind only whispers
Goodbye
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