There she sauntered the meadows a loner,
An isolated figure, transient amid the foliage,
Weary, wandering forlorn, shrouding away from adversity,
Merging with the panorama, cloaked in melancholy,
Through the passage of time, she bore the encumbrance,
She swore on his sins, whilst he lingered in the streets,
Trouncing the pain, she masked with a smile, journeying brazen,
Clutching her own, belligerent and enduring,
Imprisoning the tears, she strode with her pride,
Lush life enfolds her, hope soars acrid,
Life and the mysteries defined,
She hides from the pain in visible sighs,
Hungry for comfort, she sought relief, denied.
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