Currents swept away the thin material of her heart,
Veins torn in their scandalous confession,
The elope of time with the tainted arms of every clock,
Now the elements are blindly following in their succession.

Shivers danced along the valley of her spine,
From her peripheral view, a growing gap between the earth and the sky,
A marionette to the soles of her of unknowns,
She twirled and twirled till the obscured horizon was in front of her eyes.

The highest of mountains detached from their roots,
The drawbridge to the poorly paved past drowning in mist,
Only was it in the latest hour to be alive,
Did she realize that another world - hindered by the present - did exist.*

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