Suspended she floats between the past and the future.
Here dreams unfold here desires.
She demystifies herself as if she was like everyone else.
Yet her vapors surround her like fire.
Spirits come, spirits go.
I hear them, but I cannot see them.
Perhaps someday they will come to me right before in all of their splendor.
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