So many desolate places around the lake
where she can go to seek herself.
Still, he finds her first, even among the reeds, even there.
God didn't create the world in seven days
only to fall asleep and leave it.
She's the girl who only ever comes out at night, moving through the crowds of the otherwise slumbering city like a bird of prey, although if you get close enough to ask, she'll tell you she's in fact a queen of waterfowl.
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