Poetic Goddess
Forget me not, forgive me must naivete,
Poetry flows from the white rivers of my heart,
You are my moondust, write soul songs,
Thousand suns glitter, bloom, la, la
You make me bloom, lift from the gloom
You are a nightingale.
Yay, ye Born with the poetic tongue.
You are an eternal poetic...
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