The Two Fat ladies are my first and last wife in tone deep with harmony and afloat with symphony upon two waters that remain the same in peace always set each time and egg upon Her chest as forty four upon each dawning morning four each breast that was given to Her heart for this one melody that sings for the bright all Star the sings you are my breathe in Heaven i could not leave until we heard you sing again. one Galaxy can be two twins that pour out the waters of time though the gem in our eye. who opens this last gate before the Heaven erase the First and Last Fruits in this kingdom for one house in the day that stood up to know Roger's House is the side of your morning turning into something bright and until that day the wind may stop but i want Her to fill my heart with love and make an exchange in Me that brings forth the winds of each corner to continue forever between two lay our destiny with stars above for to see.
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