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she comes from the West
brave and courageous like a horse riding into battle
her presence cannot be felt
she is invincible
when she comes around everyone would know
her beauty is beyond measure
so soft as a cotton
unbreakable and fragile
Her beauty stretches out over the entire plain
She is always on the guests list
no need to knock
no need for any approval
she let's herself in
dashing and bursts tenderly through the aperture
I wait for her at nights in preparation to Odinsleep
With one final gaze at the northern lights
A whispering Eolian sound lures me to lay in bed
with tenderness in her voice
soothing lullaby to my hears
Zephyr my love
A soft gentle breeze from the west
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