IN RETROSPECT
Spinning in the dark, she dreams;
a life alive.
Lighting up the soul, she moves;
pining to bloom.
Falling off time, she fades along
with the aura of innocence.
a life alive.
Lighting up the soul, she moves;
pining to bloom.
Falling off time, she fades along
with the aura of innocence.
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