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Feb 2017
There was a maiden on a hill,
Dressed in white, standing still,

She stood in silence waiting there,
The autumn wind caught up her hair,

She never moved, all night long,
She never spoke, her voice was gone,

She stood there staring out to sea,
Feeling lost...for she was free.
Written by
Lydia Thomas  15/F/Franklin, TN, U.S.A
(15/F/Franklin, TN, U.S.A)   
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   NuBlaccSoul and Max Garner
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