Peace of mind
The nights of days are over
untied of shame!
Our lonely past comes bouncing through the barricade of blame!
A fairy-tale of wonder in a land of blackened skies?
was captured in an instant through blinkered soulful eyes!
and now the wheel is turning
as she always said it would...
A burden kept within her heart
all for the greater good.
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