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Lucy draws on the windowpane
Soft little shapes that fade in the rain
Says she's fine, but she looks away
Like she's listening to something far away
She used to hum when she brushed her hair
Used to laugh like she didn't care
Now she moves like a silent song
Like she knows she won't be here for long
Lucy sleeps with her shoes still on
Says she dreams of a different sun
One that rises in silver waves
One that calls her by a different name
She says, "Some things aren't meant to stay"
Then she fades like a breath on glass
Like a letter left out in the rain
Like a shadow that never lasts
Lucy, where do you go
When the lights get low, when the nights move slow?
I keep calling your name
But it falls like dust in an empty frame
There's a space where she used to stand
An outline traced in the shifting sand
I reach for her, but she slips away
Like a ghost that was never made to stay
Lucy draws on the windowpane
Soft little shapes that fade in the rain
She turns to me, lips half-closed
Like she's got something to say—but she never does