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~�Silver�~ |
| Copyright 2000 by Asrai |
| This color shines out no matter how dark Silver is the beautiful voice of a lark Silver is winter, the snow and the ice, The feeling that knocks the wind out of you but is so nice Silver is the moon; silver is the light Silver is the twin sister of gray and the mother of white Silver is the fascinating wisdom of life Silver is a prize for what you strive Silver is true beauty that comes from the heart Silver was always there from the start Silver can be larger than life or small as a dot And silver's always there no matter what A pure heart is silver; a pure heart is not gold Silver is a story waiting to be told Silver is a dream, and silver is a wish You feel silver when you wake up; silver is a kiss Silver is the joy of everything new Silver is a crisp morning, with grass sprinkled with dew Silver is the tear that falls from your eye Silver is the raindrop that falls from the sky Silver is hope, and silver is rebirth Silver is dependability, tranquility, and mirth Silver is the taste of water from deep and unknown wells Silver is the joyous twinkle of crystal-clear bells Silver is the song of mountains, and silver is a friend Silver is the beginning and silver is the end |
| Dedicated to SilverNyuura, and all who made silver what it is today |