Wanderer

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What is she like?
              I was told--
              she is a
              melancholy soul.

She is like
               the sun to light;
               a momentary gold.

A star when dimmed
               by dawning light;
               the flicker of
               a candle blown

A lonely kite
               lost in flight;
               someone once
               had flown.

               -Lang Leav

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