she walks
with a bitter style
and she talks better
with a bitter smile.

she dreams calmly of leaving
she sees the clock
drawing slowly to a close
she falls softly in the snow.

she talks
with a littered smile
and she walks better
on littler tiles.

she sleeps solemly believing
she'll see the clock
gradually slowing it's speed
restitching her fading dream.
 
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