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Escape
She'll wait for spring
Just like she waited for winter
Every season that comes
She'll wait for the one that hasn't
She can never live in present
Can never meet eye to eye
With reflections in its mirror
Future is her preferred companion
It allows her to paint her desired picture
It lets her dream a little.
© myohsorandomthought
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