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Nameless rhyme-stricken poem

She is all my lovers; she has been every lip that had ever touched my skin.

Slight twinkling and prickling of my eyes is her.

She is stirring the great classical music

And the great modern music as well

And is behind every coined phrase.

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She lives with me in parallel

Pulls me into her endless ocean

The eternal ocean of clarity, lucidity;

And we live

And we love,


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