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Some say they have seen her

In the mist, by the lake

No reflection in the water

Just the trees, when they quake

Her presence is known

Though she’s never been found

Not even her footsteps

Never making a sound

But when the cold filters in

And the sun cannot shine

It is then that they claim

With the fog, she’s enshrined

 

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