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Anger he smiles tow’ring shiny metallic purple armour.
Queen jealousy, envy waits behind him.
Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground.
Blue are the life giving waters taking for granted,
They quietly understand.

Once happy turquoise armies lay opposite ready,
But wonder why the fight is on.

Golden rose, the color of the dream I had
Not too long ago
A misty blue and the lilac too
A never to grow old.

A there you were under the tree of song
Sleeping so peacefully
In your hand a flower played
A waiting there for me.