Of begets, begot
Knighted skies, belated starts
And a love “…to be continued”
Peel the petals off the flower
And as lady luck would have her
Evened out at number seven
He loved me so, as I remember
Her tethered wings spread several times
For several flights on heaven’s ride
Where I believer she peeks and hides
In cotton clouds, Sunflared skies
While I plant Forget-Me-Lies
She had me shot
Right from the start
For of begets, with love begot
Forget me here or now remember
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