She was a star.
For her prince and princess,
she shone.
She was a torch.
For in the mist,
she took the lead.
She was mysterious.
Not words nor actions could reveal her motive.
She was a sandsack,
for which she left was the right choice.
For her prince and princess,
she shone.
She was a torch.
For in the mist,
she took the lead.
She was mysterious.
Not words nor actions could reveal her motive.
She was a sandsack,
for which she left was the right choice.
Mks, 30 jun 2016
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