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She shuffled through the murky night
her heart pounding with all its might
and within the pain she trudged on
in hopes her heart would find voice and song.

Winds whispered her name, the rain turned to ice crystals.

Formed pain near her heart
sitting heavy as a stone
tears that would flow no more
as in a barren waste land she roamed.

Sitting near the edge of her bitterness…

A glimpse came from the ashes
and her souls reflection rippled.
A voice from the darkness thundered….
“Stand and walk from where you came”.

The snow called her name…..

“You are the seed, that brings forth birth
the goddess of the night.
The beauty that is abundant, look and you will see.
An ever flowing river of life, the magic is inside of you.

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