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Love is like a white moth sipping tears from sleeping birds |
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An asteroid in flames, tumbling to earth |
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Raindrops sliding down the stems of orange leaves |
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A flicker of a strange light far out across the sea |
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Love is like a black fly buzzing in the sun |
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Circling and landing, dancing like it's drunk |
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All around the red apples scattered on the lawn |
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Fallen in the fury of last night's thunderstorm |
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Love is like the hole torn right through the roof |
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When that old sugar pine came crashing down last night |
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And above the broken beams and the shattered ceiling tiles |
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You can see starlight for the very first time |
