There was a woman who wrote all night
We wonder why she wrote all night
Perhaps she wanted to do what she felt was right...

There was a woman who wrote all night
We wonder why she wrote all night
She wrote all night to capture thoughts
We wonder why she captured thoughts
Perhaps to remind those who forgot
Perhaps to stop the rot...

There was a woman who wrote all night
We wonder why she wrote all night
She wrote all night to capture thoughts
She captured thoughts to shape her actions
Perhaps she wanted to share the notion
Of all that was good and beautiful and ancient

There was a woman who wrote all night
We wonder why she wrote all night
She wrote all night to capture thoughts
She captured thoughts to shape her actions
She wanted to share the notion
Of all that was good and beautiful and ancient
Perhaps she truly believed
In the wisdom of the old manuscripts
Lie buried under fathomless seas
Unless we seek to unravel mysteries
Legends long past hold the key
To our coded history

It was never mere fiction
Fuelled by imagination

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