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Damsels in perpetual bloom, I see and they lure me with their beauty
Wings beating in tandem, I hear and hum in synchrony
Petals brush against my feathers, I touch and it tickles my body
A vanilla scent faint and tender, I smell and fall for it avidly
To reach the abyss of nectar that I taste and ascend the path to divinity
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Sam Wijesinghe
Committed to writing whatever pleases me. I let my imagination run wild. No rules. No restrictions.
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