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Her skin is a galaxy of oceans,
she can be seen to the
depths of her soul.
Her eyes are a thousand
bursting lights, she walks the
way of truth.
She sings a song, mocking the birds.
A humble song, a spring
overflowing with sweet wine.
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This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.
Dreams, desires, id and ego.
This poem is about our failure to feel fulfilled by our constant consumption of life.
Read it and find out.