She lives in the dark,
and can't see her way ahead,
Have gotten used to the blindness,
But feels enlightened in her head.
In her knowledge somewhere though,
She nurtures a dream of light,
She has stars in her eyes,
But enjoys more the glamour of the night.
She lives in the dark,
and there she wishes to stay,
And wants to be loved in the dark,
but not in the light of the day.
N.
N.
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