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Perfection i.
 

The flowers grew,
With blooming petals,

The group of bees,
Surrounds the lilies,

Skies above us
Sends us smooth rain.

While the sun
Strokes sweet sunshines.

Through the meadows
I think deeply,

Breathing the air
of hot new summers,

I watch the flowing rivers
Pass by my peachy hands

Feeling all the cold breeze
With a touch of hotness.

As I realize he had given me
Almost everything I deserve.

He loves me everytime,
The sun rises up in the skies

And everytime the sun sets
At the end of the horizon.

I adore every single particle
In his image.

He was created carefully
By a perfect creator.

And thats why
I really love him.

And chose to wait
Until he will be mine

The end.

-Lsrb


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