across the lost centuries
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out of ancient mysteriesDisguised in Black
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night keeps her secrets
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forever hidden in dark
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rising like the moon
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disguised all in black
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she leaves no trace
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slowly she does move
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to bring forth dreams
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held in sweet embrace
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safe within her arms

~Mark Schutter ©2014

 

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