A walk
Darling, let's move on, I see a window of light behind a created hallucination, we don't have to linger, we can walk through the storm, hope has always been a secret door. Stand, you are beautiful, and no one will raise walls around the freedom you apprehend.
Sure, it's a tough road, hold my hand, a cloud will carry us up, faith is a transformation with a smile and angelic wings.
Darling, let's move on.
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