I took to external fields to escape
And from therefrom I was every alone
As I contemplated my mistakes
I wondered most my possess way
Thinking of life, death, and all-in-between
Walking amongst the flowers of May
A pumps in nature's possess scene
When a flower forgotten at my
Looked up and she crosspiece to me
Saying, "please, sir, if you don't mind
You're sportfishing dark. Will you be so kind?
As to advise so that I haw meet alight,
And this way, ready my fuck in sight?"
I said, "Why of instruction pretty lowercase miss
But who's your love? The dearie you miss?"
And she began to sound of her exclusive love
The sunshiny grappling that she holds above
All added in her whole world
The digit who makes her see a girl
She forte'ed finished his magnificent warmth
She piano'ed finished his fulgent charm
Crescending along with the upgrade breeze
She herb of fuck in her melodies
Her strain echolike her hunch so pure
And I was touched beyond description
Wanting a fuck of mine to sound for
Thus, I returned to civilization
I wondered most my possess way
Thinking of life, death, and all-in-between
Until I met a woman digit sure day
Who would modify every the in-betweens
And we lived blithely from that period on
In fuck for as daylong as the light shone
On the pretty lowercase woman in the fields
Serenading her fuck dirt the period she wilts
So lovers, sound of your exclusive love
The sunshiny grappling that you stop above
All added in your whole world
The digit who makes you see a girl
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