She listens for a heart beat
Far in the distance,
The rhythmic regularity of existence -
A succession of consistence
Or resistance?
"I wanted this, " she said.
A kingdom for what is his.
Sunlight hits her eyes,
Shines on unseen places
She knows where to find
The white spaces
Life will go on -
Counterclockwise.
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