Sitting lonely in the park
I find my thoughts dimming the light,
My mind drifting back to the time
When things were so pleasantly bright.
The time when people loved me,
Treated me as a princess.
I had my own dignity
And lived life without stress.
It's so long I’ve left back those times
Looking back jaggedly makes me feel
It was just a dream
With a misplaced reel.

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