Behold the neighbor of the heavens high,
Dearie, where the dreams like mine do climb.
Ascend with me, for you are meant to fly,
Together, we shall surpass the heights of time.
Behold the great Wall of mainland's pride,
Along the Silk road, let us trace the hiking path.
Come forth with me, my love, walk by my side,
For you are mine, and none shall break this hath.
Behold, the Giza pyramids of ancient days,
Their glories echo through the sands of time.
With me, explore the Nile's ups and decays,
For you're mine, in every clime and clime.
And see the Taj, where love's lament was laid,
Come with me, love, our bond shall never fade.
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