The world is a
Beautiful woman
With fine curves,
The most Devine
Words couldn't even
Describe her,
Purifying my soul
As I dive deep into
Her waters,
I would never
Disrespect the earth
Because my mother
Taught me how to
Properly treat a girl,
The world is my queen
And deity,
I can feel her spirit
In the breeze,
Amidst the wind I
Am free
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