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Looks like amber fall evening Golden leaves crunching and fiery pumpkins greening Their voice echoes through the garden So beautiful it would turn anyone around to ask for pardon Seems a beam shines bright behind them, shooting rays of gregarious glee A polite, sincere tone, and a name quite unique A, is a planet that is oh-so mystique Brighter than the brightest star, yet so incomparable Though eyes dark, they lead to a fluorescent sea with jaw-dropping creatures And their beauties, imponderable Their voice is an instrument strung from a string quartet When they're around my core shakes, and I fret Because an elegant appearance and a fear of being what they want least But when I fall into their eyes I'd wish for that very moment to always repeat My moments with them are cherished like riches With a great lake, populated by blue, green, and yellow fishes A holds such beauty and safety deep down in my void If running my mind was an occupation, they'd forever be employed