“No time to think about what she’s done…”

She lost her mind a long time ago…

She lost it in the deep White snow…

She lost her will, became a ghostly shadow…

She lost the man, she lost her love…

She lost the spark, her hand in glove…

She lost belief in the Gods above…

She lost her way, could no longer see…

She lost her spirit, was forced to her knees…

She lost her life, to some degree…

She found by chance, a chance to grow…

She found a someone, who let her know…

She found some pieces and to began to sew…

She found the strength to live again…

She found warmth in the freezing rain…

She found some courage and caught the train…

She found a place she could belong…

She found her voice and now sings his song…

She found her soul, after all hope was gone…

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