An ivory sky
a lonely tree
overlooking the iron sea
An empty bottle
broken, shattered
sitting at the curb
a solitary rose
in solitude grows
where no mortal eyes can reach
a lonely tree
overlooking the iron sea
An empty bottle
broken, shattered
sitting at the curb
a solitary rose
in solitude grows
where no mortal eyes can reach
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