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Created on: April 14, 2009
I sway in the wind, the way a bird soars through the air
Oh, what a beauty am I
For when I start, the colors you can't compare
For I start off at a most luxurious azure
Then merge into the most precious emerald
Then POOF! the burst of vermilion forged with scarlet
Oh, what a beauty am I
When it's all said and done, I fly up to the sky with my wings of crimson that merge into arsenic
Oh, what a beauty am I
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