Not with friends
At her side
Not on a mountain
Where there is place to hide
Not for two months
But for years
She shed long tears
She cried
With no one,beside
And no one aside
And no one,inside
This void of feminine pride
That she can't hide
So she bewailed
Like one who failed
She cried
Over her maid
Over vows made
By tongues
Like Jephthah's
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