Things She Hopes For
Perfection and fairy tales like life
Slowly, immersing into the present
Slowly, pasted to the backdrops of silence
Slowly, let everything fall into place
Seasons changed
Spring, summer, fall, winter...
The buds changed
Pink, green, gold and none
Peacefully grown into love
New encounter
Turns to lessons
And each time, she becomes stronger and mature
Now she's all alone
Not crying, but moving on
Perfection and fairy tales like life
Surely, doesn't exist
Surely, there's still hope
Surely, everything will fall into its right place
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