Quietly packing the suitcase
she looks over at the sleeping smiles
where will the miles take her
Far away from here
with hope as her guide
and strength as her shelter
She notices a slip of paper
inconspicuously hanging out of a drawer
scrawled in red
unfamiliar handwriting
thinking of you...
Seems so long ago
that she dotted her i's
with such meticulous care
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