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In the days i saw you sitting so sweet,
the times i licked my lips ready to eat,
smoothly covered in darkness and light,
how i savor each awaiting bite,
over those hills past the plain,
filling yourself up all day with grain,
standing the elements of come rain or shine,
as knowing one day you'll be mine,
for in between that moment i don't know your fate,
as i see remains of you on my plate.