| The wihte flower of peace |
| Aradia Rhianon |
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The white flower of peace
When the dry leaves of sadness
Tired of sucking me the beauty
They flew in the autumn wind
I managed to get to sleep.
I was not anymore that happy young girl
Welcoming the gesture of love
I escaped from the slow destruction
What as patrolling my heart
New struggles to challenge me
In my way of love
I do not want anymore weeping, pain.
Not even such a fleeting glory
I want to see flying to the wind
The white flower of the peace
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