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What is this happening? My eyes like a raising rose, Petals falling from above. Flowers flying, ocean of my eyes. I believe six is not just a number, How heartfelt I am, I wonder. Blue to black this way, time flies. A warmth on our face like a lily. Eyes closed, I see a family. Flated I am, my spirit in the sky. Our eyes, a nectar of love, Our bond, a symbol of dove ~Adii....