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The Mystery Of Our Bodies
The marvelous music of the river flowing,
The serene meadow and the shy deer,
I dream there are no cars,
No hum of engines and the modern world,
That we make love in a grassy field,
Ours hearts child-like discovering
The mystery of our bodies.
poem
by
Uriah Hamilton
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