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Lady In The Bus
Oftentimes I like to see That well-molded aesthete Those innocent eyes n’ cheeks rosy That enamoring mien n’ lips
O My Heart! Bless For All.
O my heart! Bless for all. O my God, may no one go in thrall Universe is made by
To Love With Love~ A Song
Love thee I As stars love sky Want thee I As birds to fly How should assure I thee Thou