Walks she gentle thru the night
Bright with moon light
And childish joy

She is the muse of all who meditate
She is the muse of all who would live
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The stars above do hesitate
The universe itself contemplates
the destruction of the world
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It has vowed to liberate
All the lovers in whatever
manner the story necessitates
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Walks she bravely in pure sight
Before all demons-----angel bright