Her hair blows with
the waves
On a shore far from
earth
Where the galaxies
spin like pinwheels
And time will not
exist.
The stars shine like
the heavens
In a place unlike
our own
Where she can only
smile
And time cannot
matter.
She floats through
the air
On a transparent
piece of space
Where the planets
sing together
And time is not real
She glories in the
atmosphere
In a day without an
end
Where sorrow is no
object
And time does not
know
The gravity takes
hold of her
On a moment
unannounced
Where the stars
begin to fade
And time will be an
idea
Her tears fall down
her face
In a room both dark
and empty
Where no stars light
up the ceiling
And time is a
reality
She sits back in her
corner
On a day so solemnly
clear
Where she sings no
melody
And time again
exists.
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