Woman of the Valley
I saw a woman from the valley
Unclear to many, she stood solely
She has swam an ocean and cried boldly,
As she courted and battled her youths coldly.
Chained and celled, she once told
I listened to her stories of the once known bold
She whispered time of the oldest gold
I shivered to the freezing cold.
Scars drifted her in her time of glee
But her words will always be free
And as she saw night and day far from the sea
She never once dreamt to flee.
Her spear does not bleed nor bow
She hears voices of mens only vow
She speaks words never heard till now
As she stood at the world's last standing brow
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