Began on Wednesday, 9 Feburary, 2005.
She fell down
By the scarlet door
There was no ending
Beyond the floor
She saw her face, in a puddle of tears
Ah! Hence lies a broken mirror
But the reflecting glass never lies
Forasmuch as the truth never fears
She fell through the open window
Down by the scarlet door
There was no ending to her story
Beyond the marble floor
She tread softly, her footsteps sweet
Through a sea of malleable dreams
Whence she came, I could not know
But the waves did part beneath her feet
The scarlet door lay open
All but forgotten in the mist
(c) Sylphide
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