Lucy Gray,
How innocent and ignorant
She was,
Nature's child
Clutching calm and clamour
Into the stride of hers
Moving towards her hut
Facing the wrath and anger,
Fury and fume
Of Nature!
Lucy,
Lucy Gray,
Nature's child
So blest and distraught too
On the paths of life
Going alone!
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