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Alone in vanity

an Heir brushed , swathed

in the day wrapped fragrant

by cooing doves lilac strands

perched high and proud

light rays beam,  colour streaks

adorns the one  vanity speaks

ever beside tiers statue in life


ruffle the plumage tarry naught

sayeth the frog aside in the dark


yellow bells ring sympathy, to thee

for thou will croak before I

never knowing, true doves cry

only warbles at Your feet

as I  see it, in bliss I sit


awaiting my one princess kiss

tender to the night song, shining

bright as a new dawn, whispering

screamed chants upon wiles of the hour

holding baby's breath and the other hand

but tell to me O bird of preen

how long can one bake in that sun
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