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The tips of the mountains kiss the clouds up high
The grass dances together rhythmically as the wind blows by
The pair of old little lovebirds
celebrating spring in the sky
The flowers mingle diffusing their scent in the air
Only you and me are not?Isn't that a little unfair dear?
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Moonlight (Poetry)
Poetry"I know I'm sunk deep to this point To the point where I'm drowned Into this bowl of honey I feel I feel like there's no other way out" A collection of poems about love, admiration and fondness.
