She walks in the moon light.
The stars are her guide.
She is carried in a beauty
That remains undefined.
She finds solace in the whispers
That only the winds can speak
Feeling warmth and company
Even amongst the coldest peak
She is simple and uncorrupted
The darkness is still at bay
Strolling softly through the flowers
With no words of pain to say.
So clueless to the torment
Or shadows that stray behind
She is peace and absent minded
With no fears for her to find.
But do not try to catch her
Not by foot nor manmade cars
She is far above in moonlight
As she walks among the stars.
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