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    She speaks volumes
    To the morning glories, in full bloom
    A dog-eared novel flecked with gold
    A dawn, blood red
    A fate foretold

    Her crooked feet, they ache to run
    Across the meadows, caked with sun
    Over the bridges, metal agleam
    Across the river
    Across the stream

    Penetration of the night
    She dreams of Nyx’s futile fight
    She understands she cannot move
    She imagines the freedom
    They have removed.

    A horizon joyously broken
    The feeling that cannot be spoken
    The hopes and dreams of little life
    She wheels away
    The thoughts of strife.
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