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Her

Intensively listen, none of her words escape,
I focus on all 8 of her frequency rates,
Her tone interpermeate my physical state.
The light in her eyes start blinking,
The universe starts singing,
My head starts spinning.
Blending metaphors and lyrics,
Breaking the laws of physics,
As we become one spirit.

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King Author Olga Gavrilovskiy
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