A little lost monstar
wandering untrodden paths,
in that small secret place
displaced from its brethren
in far distant lands...
craves the weight of the stars,
dreams of the man on the moon,
and fate it once held in its hands.
A little lost monstar wandering
cannot take anyone into its secret place
for surely they'd die and wither their hearts,
while men saw goddess, demon hid beneath
so alas at last, she learned to love from afar.
A little lost monstar wandering
cannot see the forest from the trees
blind and mute as stone,
the days and nights no longer exist
she remembers but can no longer taste the warmth
yet still lost,in that small secret space,
she ever wanders alone...
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