when she was high up in the plane
and he was pouring out the champagne
she looked out on her domain
as far as the eye could see
were thousands upon thousands of lives
all bustling and hustling
going about
their little chores and duties
and past times
some a little more broken
than others
but for that
she raised her glass and
gave a little toast
she was unbroken
for there was nothing left to break...
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PoésieBeyond description beautiful she moves Like heav'nly Venus, 'midst her smiles and loves...