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Poetry in motion, walking by my side |
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Her lovely locomotion keeps my eyes open wide |
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Poetry in motion, see her gentle sway |
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All waves out on the ocean could never move that way |
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I love every movement, there's nothing I would change |
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She doesn't need improvement, she's much too nice to rearrange |
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Poetry in motion, dancing close to me |
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A flower of devotion, a swaying gracefully |
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Poetry in motion, see her gentle sway |
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All waves out on the ocean could never move that way |
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I love every movement, there's nothing I would change |
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She doesn't need improvement, she's much too nice to rearrange |
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Poetry in motion, all that I adore |
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No number nine love potion could make me love her more |
