At night she walks among the earth,
descending from on high.
Lady of the Midnight Moon,
Princess of the sky.
Soft as snow her footfalls,
neat and blessed with grace.
Hair as black as darkness,
pain upon her face.
She never sees the daylight,
She lives her life in night.
Poor, sweet gentle lady,
Persevere! Keep up your fight!
Until your wings of starbeams
will not melt when in the sun,
you must not cry your sorrow:
your fate is sealed and done.
Lady of the Moon and Dark,
Mistress of the Grey,
Hold your head up through the Eve,
you may yet see the day.















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It's the end of the world as we know it
and I feel fine
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Anais Nin: "And the day came when the risk it took to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom."
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Anais Nin: "And the day came when the risk it took to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom."
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It's the end of the world as we know it
and I feel fine
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Anais Nin: "And the day came when the risk it took to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom."
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