She was the kind of woman
Who, believing herself alone,
Would glide into the moonlight
And there dance
Amid the dew and the stars,
Taking the night
And the moon
Equally as her lover
WIND She was the kind of woman
Who, believing herself alone,
Would glide into the moonlight
And there dance
Amid the dew and the stars,
Taking the night
And the moon
Equally as her lover
WIND
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