This isn't finished. Just posting it: Because!
Yet still she dreams,
Of knights on white horses, in search of the grail.
One true love, that will never fail.
Wind on the mountains, moonlight on the sea.
Yellow Roses, and Silver Bells.
In my memory still,
The scent of yellow roses, and the sound of silver bells.
Sweet yellow roses, and bright silver bells.
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