The love,
The desire,
The attention;
And to ve in unity with you oh my sweet Broome!
Peal, leap;
Meat, team;
Now, won;
Dam, mad;
Pale, peal;
Raw, war! !
But, my joy to Broome is like the new moon.
This love,
This muse,
This attention!
And to Broome my lover.
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