She spends the days sitting by the window looking out at such fast paced city.
It's mid-December, winter is starting to kick in, however the sun warms her insides.
The colors are all grey, but from her eyes the rainbow everywhere has a resemblance.
This time around her past is no crucifix, it doesn't bother her, neither does the awaiting future, for the present is colorful & welcoming.
All at once everything begins to make sense, fear is no longer a dear friend.
She makes room for her present subconscious & let's go of the reverberating thought.
Fear is no longer her dear friend…
It's mid-December, winter is starting to kick in, however the sun warms her insides.
The colors are all grey, but from her eyes the rainbow everywhere has a resemblance.
This time around her past is no crucifix, it doesn't bother her, neither does the awaiting future, for the present is colorful & welcoming.
All at once everything begins to make sense, fear is no longer a dear friend.
She makes room for her present subconscious & let's go of the reverberating thought.
Fear is no longer her dear friend…
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