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The Woman

written by: Jecht Fair



When she walks in,
through a door of broken wonder,
fates strings snap,
they are torn asunder.

So if i wonder,
wherever you are now,
no longer beyond the night,
stalking our kindred plight.

I'll see a wrong,
that felt so right,
when we danced into flight,
towards a new love....

before the light shines too bright

Jecht Fair

Jecht Fair

I am an author and poet who wishes to share beauty with a world in which i believe has lost sight of the truly important goals. The attainment of perfection through the medium of literature, poetry and art. To attain an understanding of the human form in all of its aspects, good and bad, even the mediocre and seemingly unimportant.
I just wish to be remembered as we all do, to live on through the vastness of eternity, even when our body falls by the way side.... we still wish to fight on and that is all we can do as human beings who live an uncertain existence.
Jecht Fair

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