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Her voice is as soft as a melody, like a hummingbird.
The words that speak facts never lie, lies are what each human speaks.
But the Australian princess with her infectious sting
A sting that leaves a mark
She forever be the queen of my heart
A queen be bright as the sun, never dark as the shadows
That cast a curse over her.
At times i like to the brush of her sweetest lips against my own,
Wrap gentle wings of comfort around her naked bliss.
Though life journey took a toll on her, that
Soothing voice remains like soothing melody that calms the soul, the heart, the mind
One that soothes the pain like a plaster
As others ignore and talk over her, i listen to her wisdom that she stored within her
The Australian princess that reigns in my heart, a candle burning bright.
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