A new dawn

A

Sinking before her due

She gave her all to dear

The night of fury was done

Nothing got of it

 

Nonetheless she leaned

On hope her constant

Keeping a vigil

On dreams of anew

 

He came out of the silver

Streaks across the pink

Blue fantasy in making

Her hope to a new dawn

 

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