A Fine MorningA Poem by Uranusfor youI was staring, one morning, up at the sunlight reflected on a building. I thought how beautiful and perfect it was. I looked down and saw you sitting beside me. I said to myself, "Damn, could there anything be more beautiful and perfect than this lady?"
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