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my white goddess
On the edge of twilight's tip, she stands,
The wise white goddess with open hands.
Her eyes hold many secrets of blue as night,
Covered in a gentle flame, fierce and bright.
Her voice dance like winds on skin,
Stirring my soul where dreams begin.
Each word she...
The wise white goddess with open hands.
Her eyes hold many secrets of blue as night,
Covered in a gentle flame, fierce and bright.
Her voice dance like winds on skin,
Stirring my soul where dreams begin.
Each word she...
