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Five Hundred Years

She seemed like a ghost from the past

The substance of which will not last

And it seems I've known her five hundred years

A princess frozen in time by a spellAnd the moonlight splashed on the water

And she laughed as she played with the otter

And the starlight danced in her eyes

And the wind, whispered through her hair

And when I reached for her

She was not therePerhaps if I pray hard enough

The spell will be broken my ghost will take form

She'll walk towards me, swirling mists at her feet

She'll stretch out her arms, I'll hold out my hands

And at last, we'll touch

Like a ship lost at sea, then touching dry land

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