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[lathriel]

though absences and distance
surrendered her to pain;
and penetrating lonliness
had her begging to be sane;
judgment days
and victorian ways
castrated youthful vive;
her subtle mind-
her grasp of time-
has not given her to grieve;

"Alone!", she cries, she stands alone
She simply knows not what for;
recoiling from the touch of Grace
in search of something More.

One foot is planted in the earth;
one hand is stretched towards mortal banes;
In essence she reaches for the peace of Heaven;
In effect she must Remain.
-Edain Calliope

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[lathriel.livejournal.com]

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