Smelling the same,
Before the human cell,
Pluck or don't pluck,
It is the natural game,
Witness the lover,
Two like flower,
It is the day lover,
Loving tonight,
Before everyone's eyes,
Blossom and bold look,
Gives the phenomena of duality,
Loves me the same,
Loves me the same,
Two like flower.
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