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Nov 2020
With no expectations, she waits,
Although it has been so long, she lost sight of it,
Unable to get a taste of victory, she watched from afar,
Restricted in movement, trapped in her icy prison, the only companions she had, were the never ending streams of thoughts,
Undecided, she contemplates;
Shall she wait some more, clinging desperately to the last remaining bit of hope, before it softly, gently slips away from her grasp,
Or, should she give up, with none the wiser to what could have been,
As she engulfs herself within the somber feeling of seclusion,
Her conscious, filled with envy for those who experience the warmth of love, slips away once more,
As the cold wind takes its toll,
She stood there, still,
Ever so proudly.

~ Umi
Umi
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Umi  21/Agender/Germany
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