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You're making me write

So much poetry

I write it on the wind

And I write it

On the trees

I write it on

The water

And I write it

In the sky

Can you blame me

For writing

About the beauty

Of the world

That I see when I

See you

You make the world

Erupt in full brightness

I have learnt

To see more clearly

Because of you



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