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I make love to the sunshine.
I caress it
Revel in it
And let it touch my every curve.
So long did I bask under fluorescent sky
So long did I breathe the stagnant taste of closed doors.
How can I not kiss the sweet scent of the blooms?
And how could I resist
Making love to to sunshine?
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