She stands
In the quiet darkness
This troubled woman
Bowed by
Weariness and pain
Like an
Autumn flower
In the frozen rain
Like a
Wind-blown autumn flower
That never lifts its head
Again
In the quiet darkness
This troubled woman
Bowed by
Weariness and pain
Like an
Autumn flower
In the frozen rain
Like a
Wind-blown autumn flower
That never lifts its head
Again
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