Poem 2

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He followed her to the end of the world
He followed her from city to city
Every night her eyes shined like a thounsand stars in the night sky
And everytime he saw them his love for her grew
He went from someone to her king
Nothing could take him off cloud 9
Her shining green eyes amd cinnamon brown hair
Had him drowning in beauty
She truly was a queen

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