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Longing (Free verse) by galiana
in an abandoned palace a lady walks
watching, waiting
her love will not come again
in golden days of youth
long ago
two figures used to dance
in the warm days of summer
spinning, twirling
those times she visits now
so far away from this winter
cold, grey
in the dusty rooms of a fairy castle
she wanders aimlessly
turning, turning
looking for her love
so calm his voice
comforting, soothing
she hears it now
she lays her down
despairing, weeping
and prepares herself to die
once again her love takes her
warm, loving
the last thing she sees is his face
her love has come again.
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