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There she roams through the fields,
Delicate space acts as her shield.
Roses essences and sunbeams hug her,
Warm and sweet like end of summer.
Underneath chaos symphonies
She found comfort among the trees.
And as she lay upon the grass,
Time stood still, no longer passed.
She drifted off, to dreams of wonder
Unaware of approaching thunder.
Breathing, slow, calm and deep,
Eyes shut. Vacant. As danger creeps.
As only when time stands still,
The wider world means no ill will.
As only when seconds pass,
Does it threaten our world of glass.
Unaware of gifts she received,
Obvious is she, of times tight squeeze.
Suddenly, she awakens,
All she knows is harshly shaken.
Now dropped in the world of cold,
Noises sharp, where dreams are sold.
She must be strong and adapt.
As in this world, she is trapped.
To the fragile time of her beliefs
They now lay tainted, with poisoned grief.