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Articles: Poetry | Song of Kiss
- Viplove K
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She has strings in her innocence
I have percussion in my thoughts
Her love plays the violin
My assurance gives the beat
Divinity voices from her lips
Devotion prays from mine
We join our lips to compose
A song is born
Only She and I listen
We love it and we never stop composing this song.
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