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I have always felt, the ocean is deep
The skies are up and nothing can flip
I felt nothing can halt my wrath from wafting
Until little Hazel, came out stretching
Rare genes translated into a beautiful princess
Quenching volcanic eruption in the process
Smiling like the sun, penetrating with ease
Oh yes, I love her with every fiber of my being
And ever since she came into my world,
I became a child and a clown with a bond.
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