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she waits and she waits and
they say like a dream and she moves in a fog
and her haze tells her hushed of the layers and wraps
that she walks in and works in and her gaze
tells her dull of the brightness and glazed that
she sleeps in and wakes in and layers
and layers

they say it's unreal
and she moves in a fog and her eyes tell her flushed
of saran wrap and bubble that she lives in and
waits in and her mind tells her dull of the pain
and the fear
and her heart tells her wait
for the crashing and real
and they say "like a dream"
and she moves in a fog.

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