Waiting With Hope
Her beauty and elegance fill the air
The wind blows through her silky brown hair
The fair, golden scent sweeps the leaves from the ground
But on her face she wears a sorrowful frown
A light once seemed to glow around her face
Though that light seems to dim as she loses her grace
Her feet once danced on the cobblestone
She keeps hope, for the fate of the world is unknown
She lies on the ground and looks up at the stars
Never giving up hope, yet it seems so far...
She sits on the steps of the place she calls home
Awaiting the day she will no longer be alone
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Telturwen
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