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My lovely pigeon

Oh, emeralds of days Life is the stages on bedded roses Loving you becoming lights side Of my hills lovely shines In ticks of love ,clock remains as our veil Roses are blooming to be guest's gender Once my mind wandering to daub you, And compile crannies in your core Bow and show it to my world Please should I be your cinnamon? O' dear cowslip of my scents I hope to soothe you a day and two For when fluids diffusion; in shadows we mingles and knocks many! 'Tis together we share pleasantries Your love should never flee away from I: And I vow'd to water your hays Hurrah!I named you my "my lovely pigeon"

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