Reprise

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Quick, take a look now.
I am cross but am bound
by some physical things
beyond the sound of sound.

Somehow I’ve devised
in my old made disguise
that my youth is ahead;
and peace I seek reprise.

For the love of a dove near
I reach the stars in eyes.
The sun is burning blazing,
please don’t dissapear.

Grace the sun and moon
they are affixed in the sky.
Send effervescent looks
from the apple of your eye.

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