White Rose by Walter Poe
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In the storm
Stands the white rose
tumultuous waves
of destruction abound her
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Yet tall is the white rose
strong in the face
Of the sensed doom around her
And she does not bow down
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Pure is the white rose
In the compost earth
growing eternal strength
in the nights that so hurt
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I see not the white rose
She is so far away
But I long to protect her
But only the words can I say
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So I send her my words
And my poets heart
To help her when
there is hope to see her through
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Be Strong little flower
Your heart will guide true
And as long as you want
I will always talk to you
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Happy Halloween
