The restless soul, the searching eyes,
The wandering spirit, the remote hopes,
The fleeting will, the false wishes
become a phantasmagorical cinema
she sees thru her image in the window
listening to the song of Goddess Fortuna
lamenting the lucky stars falling below
and her name written in water evermore.
Listen, World 🌏 ⭐️🧚♀️ 
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