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I'm flying high with joy
Because I'm well informed without doubt;
That we'd be together
The three musketeers
It has put me on an edge
That we had come this far
From the moment we met
To the moments we fought
Then to the time of bliss
Six hands, held tight
Not miss counting our incomplete teeths that stretched wide.
And finally, I know we would be together;
forever and all
Fighting with time and possibilities
To unite for the year
O'dear! the town would hear!
The stories we've kept.
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Under the heavens ||𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲
PoetryThe clouds formed; embracing everything under the heavens...everything that mankind had created...every heavenly body...every breathing being...every existing event...everything within the earth. ☁☁☁☁
