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“Eloquence”

She’s as sweet as seven moons

Covered in honey
And she never says “no”
To a richening of the mood,
Which forever is a change that takes us high above the nether scope,
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Passing through all our miles of blue liquid,
She lets light fall on all of it,
And whatever dances in the day,
However we get our watermelons,
She’ll be there
To count the tolls.

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