A poem.
Oh how she dances atop the ground that is drenched in Cherry Blossoms
Her smile is bright enough to turn dark clouds into rays of sunshine
A spirit beats into her heart
One that cannot be forgotten
She dreams of hope
A certain hope that has echoed in her mind for many years
And she tries with all her heart to make that hope a reality
But the cruelty of the world stains her pure heart
The little white petals fall to the ground
Laying beside her crushed visions of the future
Tears sting her bright eyes
Black hair weeping across her shoulders
Creating a blanket of comfort
Silk-soft hands rest in her lap
Yearning to reach up and touch the sky
With clipped wings and shut lips
She fades away over time
Weeping over the loss of something that could have been but never was
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