In the night she passed
Amidst those fugues
Her hair raised
As she was on a steed
Of white with diamond
Hoofs
For
Through
The
Glass
Crystalline
Of
The
Dark
She
Passed
By
Magic
Passed
She
Till
A
Little
Before
Dawn
Faded
She
For
In the night she passed
Amidst those fugues
Her hair raised
As she was on a steed
Of white with diamond
Hoofs
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