she flew so high,
but alone she felt.
the night and its
shadows,
so cruelly dealt.
without the spotlight
and glare,
to drive away her pain.
without the noise and
the moments,
the cold, ice and rain.
those moments under
the smile.
dark clouds behind
her eyes.
the weight of her sorrows
she could no longer hide.
and we who sit here,
blessed to survive,
we cry for all those
who forgot the joys
of just being alive.
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