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She stood against the tide and waded through,
Though taken by some, she emerged stronger,
She tussled until all her dreams came true,
She walked through midnight a furlong longer.

Walking through the woods was her huge delight,
She communed with the facets of nature,
Until beyond seen borders she took flight,
Taken beyond the earth's nomenclature.

Her departure hangs heavy in my heart,
Her exit still brings tearful memories,
She resides still though we have come apart,
Thoughts of her are knitted like tapestries.

They stand before me as dawn and twilight,
Gloom that’s recalcitrant to the sun's light.