Her
It is time now, be not afraid
To face your fears and woe
Across the land of looking glass
There is no where else to go
A heart whose love is innocent
She, with a nameless grace
Whose thoughts sweetly caress
The smile upon her face
The aspect in her weary eyes
Brings heaven to a dreary day
It puts you in peace of mind
To know shes been your way
I see her now as she flies
With hair like a ravens tress
Softly softly there she goes
Without fear or distress
Be not afraid as she draws near
Because no one could ever deny
This lady who is fair and true
Shall love you till you die.
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