A warm breeze blows my hair
The stars glow brightly above
I walk towards the sound of water
I can hear the beauty all around me
Even if I can't see it
It's better this way I think
I can imagine what the beauty looks like
Pretend it isn't destroyed like it is
The gravel beneath my feet used to be grass
The smell in the air used to be clean
Now all I can smell is burning all around me
But it's nice to pretend
That the reason I can't see the moon
Is because of the trees that aren't around me anymore
And not because of the smoke that has filled the sky
It's nice to pretend
Just for one night.
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