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Dreams unfold,
or so I'm told,
my hearts desire,
cold in the water,
a whisper of hope,
to path our way,
through fog & rain,
my grief unspoken,
of undying pain,
& untamed tears,
my restless soul,
lost in the sand of time,
surviving death,
& surrender not,
in his eternal flame.

Rosanna x

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