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Mirage

She’s been stranded on the desert alone,

With just the harsh heat of the sun to accompany all day long.

She no longer knows,

If her memories are real,

Or just a figment of her imagination.

But, when she finds him,

Staring at her like she’s broken and damaged,

She knows he’s not a mirage,

He’s the water,

To keep her alive.

He’s the life,

She’s never thought of.

image from pinterest.


 
 
 

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