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A soul in limbo

Grinding enamel and uprooting locks

Bound in the prism of destiny, misfortune hijack sanity

And the former years elope with mirth

Forsaking the love-child of faithfulness

A quirk in the timeline of her existence

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A soul in limbo

Writhing as grief gropes the bare posture of change

Will her love remain unfeigned

Amid the air of phoniness and frigid hearts?

She gave all from the vaults of virtue

Yet, nothingness was now all she could embrace

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