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</>Her love is like a bevy of stars,
Hovering in my heart skies,
Where the alluring glint of astral beams,
Of love I see in her eyes
Through my incessant gushing of dreams.
To hear the music of my song
The unsung song of my soul in her tongue
Like a rhythm of my heart guitar's.
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