You stare at dirt, I stare at the Stars
You talk of sea, I talk Eternity
you talk of food, I say none but God is good
You talk fun, I absorb light from Sun
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Oh no, please don't tell me, the CYCLE is trice. Oh, no, please don't, for I would be on ice. All must make nice. No thinking twice. Please take my advise. No roll of the dice. Remove all vice. Sugar and Spice.
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Oh no, please don't tell me, the CYCLE is trice. Oh, no, please don't, for I would be on ice. All must make nice. No thinking twice. Please take my advise. No roll of the dice. Remove all vice. Sugar and Spice.