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To the Rose of My AmourIn a spoon full of moonWith a tray crowd in rayFed that rose in reposeWhich grew rare and so fairSparkling pride in black nightsTo the stars she gave guideAnd in her brilliance they took lookOh! gentle marvelousBut the sun so jealousThat the moon glee in blissThrew her spears which caused tearsTo the rose who lay toast!Blacken are now my daysWhen I dwell in the airWith no taste of your wearOh! rose of my amour
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