Up on the surface, a shaft of light
Comes in from the purity of the night
The moon shines on a huge waterfall
A curtain of blue that continues for all
Its tears behind it sit a woman so fair
With pure white skin and raven dark hair
Unclothed and beautiful, a smile on her face
As she admires her birthplace
She touches the water and sighs with a shiver
The water's temperature doesn't make her quiver
She feels at one with the waters of the wild
Her co-partner is pregnant, expecting a child
Lady Penelope is her name
In another world, spying was her game
But now in a sense this is her home
And the only one her child will have known
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