Jan 1, 2015, 10:15 PM


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Hope is...
Her, in the mind's eye
Dancing barefoot
On a carpet of broken glass
Of reality's mirror
Her every step, a heartbeat
Turning thoughts
Into clockwork
Time is but music in her hands

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