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When the honey kissed sun falls between air
and natures song replays.
When it highlights your skin, defines your gloss
and the purity of china veins.
A mirage that appears on the back of a breeze
suspended on the song of the birds.
High pitched, controlled, shot from the depth
each note is handled with care.
The gold nugget blinks, crimson revealed
an eye-lid restrains the majority.
It highlights your body, devours you whole
lacing your natural purity
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