Oh sweet child oh endearing light to whom may I direct this sinking the urges me to swirl and twist in childish fits.
I read your ribs like an abacus.
My body lies limp softly angled in a plea for your affection
So I'll rise like the morning in light so charming you can't resist.
I read your ribs like an abacus.
I read your ribs like an abacus.
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