The shiny rose
The shiny rose
It was midnight when a snake raised its head
To watch over the prey very closely inside,
The water lily, which stirred its bending stem;
To inform the precision all over the flower.
Was it a rose or the shadow of the oceanic shade?
Who passed over the loneliness of the snake;
For switching the hedge as if twisted alongside the bay.
It was a hard rock to melt down
By the dreary waves of oceanic knife-edge
As it was washed by the cloudy race
In the midst of the burning plants dried underneath
The sun and Jupiter are along the deep-seated salts.
To watch over the prey very closely inside,
The water lily, which stirred its bending stem;
To inform the precision all over the flower.
Was it a rose or the shadow of the oceanic shade?
Who passed over the loneliness of the snake;
For switching the hedge as if twisted alongside the bay.
It was a hard rock to melt down
By the dreary waves of oceanic knife-edge
As it was washed by the cloudy race
In the midst of the burning plants dried underneath
The sun and Jupiter are along the deep-seated salts.
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