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she flies
on rays of sunlight
yet she tries
to block the sky
for in the cold
and in the dark
it is easier to hide
and easier to brush aside
all of her guilt
what kind of scars
can twist our memories
in such a way that we believe
that all the suffering we have endured
is just all about to cease
the truth resides inside a place
and she has chosen to be brave
she has abandoned all her rage
and chose denial as a way
what kind of scars can twist our memories
in such a way that we believe
that all the suffering we have endured
is just all about to cease
what kind of misery can cloak the truth that we promised we would find
we never thought we would forget the past and render ourselves blind
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