| No one understood them, few comprehend now
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| She awoke with eyes of fire to a world demented by spinners feeling
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| Smelling, tasting all before her made her live. |
| Growing, walking, talking
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| Power taking form, ignoring all beneath her refusing to conform
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| «My innocence was a time of feeling pleasure in the rain. |
| I learned from
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| All creatures of instinct the magic within joy and pain.»
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| Now she swims to the watery depths of darkness unreachable by most. |
| Forever
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| Mocked by an angry mob like parasites on a new host, for the one who
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| Strives to reveal all aspects of life is hated, hunted, by those who fear
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| Themselves
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| «By the time I was one with the moon and tide, I was detested for not
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| Having banished my pride. |
| Being strong in my age of circle and seas I raged
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| Against all on bended knees!»
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| Her fall is one of beauty revealing colors undistributed by a storming sky
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| With skill and patience learnt from Crane she drips blood of her veins to
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| Bind what she claims, power beyond wisdom, faces without names
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| «My chance for smoke and mystery so close to earth am I. My time is matched
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| By wisdom and I am not afraid to die.»
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| The crisp clean winds of the old man have come for her at last. |
| He loves
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| Her with his mighty heart and plans to take her fast
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| Most run from old man winter for fear of growing cold. |
| So set in the
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| Reality that they have bought and sold, not this grand lady she flies away
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| With a smile. |
| You can hear her singing beyond a year and past a mile
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| «My time has filled the circle. |
| The Sun’s inside the moon. |
| My essence is
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| Free to breath, as my body decays in a tomb.»
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| Spring, fire. |
| Summer, water. |
| Autumn, Earth. |
| Winter, Air. |
| Daughter, killer
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| Mother, blood. |
| Wolf, salmon, deer, fox. |
| Pauper’s princess. |
| Christ’s desire
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| Live, Evil!
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| HAIL WHOLE WOMAN!!!
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| HAIL SATANIC WITCH!!! |