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The poetry of the beauties of the world |
The soft tender touch of her lips as they press against my cheek O so how i love her dearly Her Beauty as a swift fall breeze full of many colors And as white as a wintery snow, she shines bright Valiant as the sea and the many voyages that have set sail upon it Surviving the treturous storms that rumble among her surfaces Vastful blue skys that surround her creating a beautiful mural as the sun sets And as the night sets in and the cool breezes arise throughout the wilderness, Everything sets to a rest for tomorrow |