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Tear-stained porcelain and broken smiles,
the sunset’s rays still warm on your skin.
I held you close onto the shadows of yesterday,
and you clung to me as I breathed a cold veracity. |
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A golden opportunity was on my kitchen table
One that proved my dreams were not a fable.
My heart swelled with pride
Because I was good enough to be chosen nationwide. |
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