-1-
Abla loved to wipe the night out in you
To spread my arms
To take Canopus her mirror
Which gathered in my eye
She thought your wave is the horse
And my chest is the saddle and the cap
She flew by us to the other side
And nearly drowned in me
-2-
She loves to walk on the beach
And tells the sand a story about a village
The duck adores
Sprinkling like a star
About Taree
Where boons landed as harvest
Between Abla and Taree
My heart landed
And picking became harder
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