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6:45 AMThis rest, is enough,
The time awaiting the stars to align,
Delayed, then denied my flight.
My feet are now roots,
But my mind is the tree bearing no fruit,
Fitting, considering the lack of stress,
Complacency, and three more hours of sleep,
Have held me back...
The dreams I could've achieved,
The seeds that were never sown,
Dried and died,
Now phantoms, born of a nostalgic mind,
Seem dark silhouettes in my eyes,
Yet they shimmer in other's sight,
Yeah, I'm jealous tonight,
This rest is enough,
The sun's come up,
My eyes' light, back to bright.
She decided a young woman like her had no business being imperfect. Impurities had to be expelled from her life, no matter the cost. A universal remover promised to be her savior. It lived up to its commercials, doing away with the stains that disgraced her floor and some of the walls.
Would domestic hygiene free her from being flawed? Doubtful. This product guaranteed to exterminate any kind of filth. Could it go beyond the material things? She rubbed the substance on her forehead, and conjured as many negative thoughts as possible. They were recalled, only to vanish from memory a second after.
Satisfied? Not quite. Even the good recollect
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