

A princess crownedShe watches upon her window through, The snowy pines that glow with winters blue, But its an owl that caught her weary eyes, A howl "come home to us" and off it flies, On frosty meadows her feet now tread, Icy crystals crown her head, Her home is now in the wild, She is natures own favourite child, So if you pass here on your way, To her make sure to homage pay, For she is princess of these lands, Crowned by natures almighty hands.A princess crowned
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it means a lot for me
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'lo commie
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Like petals
Falling from a dying rose
So does my tears
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meditate on this.
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