Platinum pours from the Open sky,
the rumble of perfectly,
writes for One to other born,
to love a Guy in the good old fashioned passing Hi!!
The Pond to Land,
the random hand,
Sharks surround to gobble Fan,
never allowing nature's plan,
to simply meet just shot down.
Do Dear Friend,
sing to read,
the numbers crushing to All can Lead,
reliance is they just can't See,
that rising delivered a Man to Me,
to speak of so naturally.
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