I don't know if you've heard,
The sweet little whispers of my mocking bird.
Who mimics the sun's beauty in her hair,
And the oceans depths in her eyes,
And ivory's repose in her skin,
Ecstasy's caress in her touch,
And God's embrace in her love.
I don't know if you've heard,
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