Reality

A fragment of the disillusioned soul
Reflects the longing of “the precious…”
Relentlessly she builds the magical dream…
But soon collides with the truth….
She drowns…drags her feet along the shore…
Awakens…
Sees reality….
-that magic… willjust be magic...
but existent? it will never be...

by Shy Arizala

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