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Go up in air
In indigo to appear
Never to fade away
Always near to stay
Gorgeous and sweet
In dream I welcome and greet
Neither I whisper nor talk
Allow eye lids to open and wink
Go slow with approach
In dealing as such
Never to react
And trustfully act
Generous and liberal
In thought as natural
Never feels offended
And always properly attended
Given up the quest
In search of best
Nature is in favor
And so the creator
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