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The Portofino Express


The Portofino Express An extravagant yet simple place One where there are no faults, no desires, no seasons One where there is only comfort, individuality, and freshness What is the Portofino express? A place where souls come in moderation Bold yet a cool, soft edge A baby’s skin brushing gently on your hands Glory rides here with it’s magnificence, relaxed, refined and natural pose It’s calm gaze staring at you, you staring back at it Yet despite staying in this place for generations it would feel as only a day passed Or maybe half a day for those that are unfortunate In all it’s shine, capsule collection It is but a place of solitude for those that only knew Mysteries flowing beneath, a cool breeze, and the warmth brightening the sky Woe, this place is not meant to be taken lightly Despite its gateway, it is merely a glimpse Wake up from your slumber, and contemplate at the new day What a fruitful journey to cross on Have you ridden the Portofino express?
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