Delicious.
poetry Today was the day to be beautiful.
Sky tide high.
Red hairs whisper,
gather in the afternoon sun.
Glisten 'gainst the green grass quiet.
Tide high sky.
Today with no place to be.
Turned right-side in,
in-side where our myst'rys lie.
Today was our day to be beautiful.
Sky tide high.
We are moving stars--
passion explosion,
bright lovely combustion!

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