Upon the liles in the lake
Violets; she, a snowflake
Roses; she of lonely make
Raindrops fall into the lake
And comes a swan with silver eyes
She gazes past her empty vice
A song she sings, poetic lies
A redness in her silver eyes
White as the dawn on truth at night
A gown with tears of trees in sight
Falls hidden in the hearth; no light
The swan treads home into the night
Violets; she, a snowflake
Roses; she of lonely make
Raindrops fall into the lake
And comes a swan with silver eyes
She gazes past her empty vice
A song she sings, poetic lies
A redness in her silver eyes
White as the dawn on truth at night
A gown with tears of trees in sight
Falls hidden in the hearth; no light
The swan treads home into the night
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