The Beautiful Shadow
The sun disappears into the ground soon I will need to go where I am bound wearing my suit of black leather
my soul has known much wheather
I will once again feel myself take flight Once again become a true creature of the night Once again I awake my fear That they will take what I hold dear
Why do others wish to take my fall? While I heed my 10 day call what is it they all see in what they think is me
Why do visions run through my head? I must always be careful where I tread
humans seem to be as fragile as a dove but I thought nothing was stronger then love
-Sita
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