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Her hair gold like her eyes blind in her pale face as she looks into the horizon
Wind howling around her world without her even hearing
Cold biting into her life without her even feeling
Not even noticing the emptiness they left her in
Just needing to stay and make it good forever
Sun of fire gone away
Dark and nightmares come to play
Closing up her lonely day
She is screaming for the hope
That has left without a trace
She will break her voice and heart
In the search for the escape.