She left none helpless
for she is my Victorian era.
A Mother, a child,
a lost widower in the Sahara.
with the uprising stream.
As she lingers with her soul
she fought for her agleam.
In the shadows they whisper
as I feel her vivacity.
the wise spoke of perspicacity.
Yet, I was unknow with her grace
as I sleep during my night space.
A Memory within my past
became unclear until I saw her face.
As she left none helpless
I sought for her birthplace.
But all of this was just an era
with no past to retrace.
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