There was a light
Beneath the darkest night
I can feel it in my grasp
No more worries I could hide
There was smile
Within the frozen air
Someone standing on the bay
Wavering, shaking hands of a woman
There was secret
That people not used to talk about
The forgotten one lying in the dept of ocean
By a pink scarf; a lady of Virginia
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