Floating in my dreams
A simple flower reminds me
Not all is as it seems
The past drifts far behind me

The days of love diminish
As the tides roll slowly by
Sorrow is my finish
When alas the flower dies

Sunken deep within me
In the treasure of my heart
The key that can begin me
Held closest though apart

 

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