Just a lil' something something.
A plethora of colour, beauty, to match your smile.
Just a lil' something something.
That fears nothing, not a kilometer nor a mile.
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Come not before me now, O visionary face!
Me tempest-tost, and borne along life's passionate sea;
Troublous and dark and stormy though my passage be;
Not here and now may we commingle or embrace,
Lest the loud anguish of the waters should efface
The bright illumination of thy memory,
Which dominates the night; rest, far away from me,
In the serenity of thine abiding-place!
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