Form of A Dove

singing a song of lament and of love,

she creates through pain, a musical tone,

an aura of peace in form of a dove,

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breathing in the sun rays from up above,

she whirls round and round dancing on her own,

singing a song of lament and of love,

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lost in thoughts of life in lonely alcove,

she sits still, fixated like a dead stone,

an aura of peace in form of a dove,

.

she desires to run freely through a grove,

shivering, she rids herself of mind zone,

singing a song of lament and of love,

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trapped in her own soul which is a brick cove,

she gets her bearing and begins to mourn,

an aura of peace in form of a dove,

.

she is a fairy but inside her throve,

a pitiable creature left forlorn,

singing a song of lament and of love,

an aura of peace in form of a dove.

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