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Daughter of the forest,
With a pine garland on her head.
Binded from twigs and thorns,
Unsightly, yet radiant,
Beloved of the woods.
Daughter of the forest,
With mud and soil on her face.
But no amount of dirt can hide her grace.
Once revered, now alone,
Relic from the olden days
Her altar was built from the sighs of gods,
Covered in wild roses, ash, and thorns.
Look into the fire and you'll see her shape,
Dancing wildly, winding like a snake.
Her altar was built from the sighs of gods,
Covered in wild roses, ash, and thorns.
Look into the fire and you'll see her shape,
Dancing wildly, winding like a snake.
Daughter of the forest,
Beloved of the woods.
No one calls her name anymore.
No one stares into the flames anymore.
Her altar was built from the sighs of gods,
Covered in wild roses, ash, and thorns.
Look into the fire and you'll see her shape,
Dancing wildly, winding like a snake.
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