It moves, gentle yet fierce, With wings it feeds
With gills it keeps, The yellow guy sets
Golden of dawn we see, A lone man’s gaze
Classical music in his ears
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A couple bonds on the right
One breaks across
Love at first sight, 6 o’clock
The lone man wonders in solitude
When shall time and fate be in my favor ???
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