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Eyebrow

Orange sky

Airplanes fly

I sit in the park

Starring at the clouds

Moving inch by inch

Like a pumpkin pie

I look up to the girl

Shinning as if a pearl

She takes several chance to dance

And she gets me at the first glance

Heart overgrows in a night

Now I watch yo form the back row

Your insecurity comes to the sight

I can see the sorrow from the eyebrow

I come to you and bow

Whispering something to make you know

That you glow without any flaw

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