A Lady
A young yet unblemished heart is what I see my morning start
A lady from my family start is what she is in my heart
It is her heart so pure and true of which I sense will rise the moon
The moon a celestial body seizing the night, allowing stars a sense of flight. Their flights are strong and someitmes narrow but it is her way allowing flights gleaming me and sparrow. She is the gift, the gift of life, harnessing love, who is my life
A lady from my family start is what she is in my heart
It is her heart so pure and true of which I sense will rise the moon
The moon a celestial body seizing the night, allowing stars a sense of flight. Their flights are strong and someitmes narrow but it is her way allowing flights gleaming me and sparrow. She is the gift, the gift of life, harnessing love, who is my life
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