And saddness shrouded
her
Every night And sleep came too short With every moon There was loss With every sun There was pain |
The shining orb
was not as beautiful
And words were nothing But scrawls in a blank book |
With aching back
And feet And limbs She knelt in a clearing Amoung the trees Beneath the cold shining moon |
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