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White dancers of the sky
Bear with me this lonely cry Coldest flakes of the air Freeze the feelings I have for her — Does it snows where she lays? Far from my love’s engulfing blaze. My thoughts for her, can you express? With message tender her soul caress. — Lacy woven, spirit patterns As you fly though icy currents Watch her movements, see her form Bring both intact in my hold — And should you bring an image bright I pledge upon my heart’s true light Your souls I’ll keep in my minds eye When fiery rays cause you to die
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