What is eternal without an ending nothing last forever in a vacuum when there is no poetic oxygen or green on the yew Although a globe of a rainbow may shine reflecting off an hourglass of sand as the tides of love caress your divine in our promised land Of angels and underlings on swings and seesaws with wings as we kiss on a sunset moon of autumn's dew awakening on morning's mist
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