She smiles, ever – knowing
She’s done her damn best and that can be all that there is – a step above, perhaps
Wrestled her particular demons and come out stronger, albeit struggling no less
An attempt more so than anything else, the dream barely-there alive – to wholesomely relinquish it all
At some fantastical time or another
Been trashed, tagged and agonisingly smothered
Holding out for this imagined miracle to take fanciful flight, to simply caress and release these harsher times – can reality, in fact, be far greater than fiction
She twists both her fingers and toes, can only ever begin to wish for so very much

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