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She wonders in the woods aware of the coldness, The surroundings are light yet she feels the darkness. Although her journey began, she is lost in deepness, The road seems long and that makes her nervous. She questions her intentions but feels so helpless, And slowly the air leaves her world breathless. But how can this captivated forest be so harmless, When the smell of this atmosphere can be poisonous. She is on the road trying to find her own wings, When she was small, she pictured those dreams. Yet it is nothing like the things she had in writings, Her view of the past is unlike now in the mornings. To get where she wants takes a lot of beatings, So many emotions come through with her feelings. Yet at the end when she sleeps in the evenings, Her heart knows what goes through with meanings. She is desperate to find her purpose an answer, Even if the days seem to be getting not a bit better. She copes for as long as she can with the torture, But refuses to believe in the defeat of a failure. She has a power of becoming the best of warriors, And still have a chance to feel most of pleasures. She has found herself even at the depth of winter, Her soul has been discovered through a mirror.
