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She was a woman of wealth
where the north wind blew

A parting thread of cosmic dust

A dancing dandelion in distress

Separated by twigs and thorns
by the pluck and its prick

A tale of all tales

Exotic and primal
fabricated and honest

A music box
full of theatrical notes

A reflection of beauty

A mirror of beast

Tender to the touch
a struggle to capture

She was a pillar
of pearl and marble

A tower of pain

Without the white ladder

A far off place she dwells
wandering beneath a lunar shade

She walked the valley of queens

Or lessor then

She was that pyramid
of monumental strength

She was fragile
as an imploding STAR

Written by,
Abby lynn

Sept.  12  2016

"Within ourselves there is a deep place

at whose edge we may sit and dream."


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