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May 2013
The weeping harp
Played nocturnal melodies
And bittersweet notes of peace
Mournful songs it played
It's strings ever sounded sad
Everlasting beauty and sadness
Sounding so pristine
No words could ever describe
The angelic beauty that it possesses
O, weeping harp,
How beautiful you do sound!

*~Marian~
Marian
Written by
Marian  Faerieland and in my head
(Faerieland and in my head)   
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