She reads to me in peace
Like a violet fiber optic
Filling the rims of flower
I need no light or night
Now she splashes the world
With more than world has taken
She sings in tones of regis
Sent to her
By the wings of a hummingbird
For this very purpose
I need to know more
Stow more
make more memories
Than can be sensible to consume
She reads to me of peace
On and island what we wear
In the glow of the bassoon
There
She reads to me in peace
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