Life,
All i have is love;
So, consider it done when you have the muse of peace,
Dancing around the sweet muse of your romance.
Love,
You are privilege to see my culture displayed around you;
And, out of the narrow path came love,
With the muse of the rainbow colours up high in the sky.
Love,
With the muse of joy to touch your heart;
On this side of the fence,
With equal opportunities.
Possible, plausible!
To trim the edges of love;
And like the spirited resourcefulness of nature.
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