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Dream Lights

The city was all bright lights



floating
Lights




disembodied


far
off

in


the



distance



She looked at them from her window,
counting each one



Each one representing a different
dream she dreamt of, that would come true



when she reached the city, with its
lights

In her bed by the window
No matter how cold, how wet, how hot, how foggy





Each night she looked

out her window. At the city
getting closer


At the lights from the city
floating




in
the

distance


Counting them like they were dreams


Before she went to bed. Wrapping her blankets around her


….........................................................................................................

One day




The last night


She looks out her window


And the lights from






the city


The



far





off








city



slowly blinked
and f - l - i - c - k - e - r - e - d

and went out





Her dreams




they

f - l - i - c - k - e - r - e - d



and went out





She went to her bed






for the last time
wrapping her arms around herself




And as she went to sleep

for the last time

She thought:
It’s a pity



It’s a pity.











It’s. a. pity.





The. city. was. never. close. enough.








I c..ould ne..ve...r r.e.a.c.h. t..h.e l.i..g...h.t..s










T..he...y mo.v.e...d t..o.o f..a...s..t....



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