Another day slips quietly by,
Dreams adrift beneath the sky.
Moonlight whispers on her face,
A silent ache she can't erase.
Eighteen years, with time to chase,
Entrance tests, a restless race.
Books in hand, the lines all blur,
The weight of "what if" clings to her.
Hope and fear in every stride,
Unanswered prayers she cannot hide.
She wonders still—will dreams come true?
Or fade away with every step she knew?
Yet through the night, her soul holds tight
Tomorrow comes with softer light.
Dreams still breathe, though shadows play,
And quiet strength begins to stay.
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