Her eyes are blind with tears, you see,
The glasses sing a mournful plea.
Her dreams were sweet, a honeyed maze,
But little world, in hazy days.
She stares, her lips a whispered sigh,
As children leap and dance nearby.
She speaks a word, a random sound,
Then weeps again, on hallowed ground.
She lies there numb, a fading breath,
As arrows pierce, a looming death.
But then, a joy, a sudden spark,
Kids found a hedgehog in the dark.
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Her eyes are blind with tears...
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