I see a woman approaching us

Never mind that this is a dream

She seems at ease but slightly lost

Our eyes meet or so it may seem

Her soul she bares at a great cost

I am her, she is me, same team

Our future’s forward, not behind

Sliver of hope as minds entwine

(C)- Vivian Zems

(#Ottava Rima)

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