About And Above Us
Its look, beyond improving
This scene is now more perfect!
Air-brushed, wheat-gilded; more streamy
Cirrus-silvered, flows.
Needless to say I should, dear
Compliment, on whose effect
Yourself! Whilst transferred this mood is
For summer love, blows.
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