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Luminescence is ours, don't need a reason |
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Heralding pairing time, shine like a beacon |
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I've got the brilliance to let him know |
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I am so ready to glow |
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Light up the hottest time, summer the season |
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Nuptial scarves are mine, resplendently tease him |
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This light is soft in the night like a sigh |
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A glimmering kiss sent down from the stars in the sky |
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I'll never get to fly high |
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I'll never sprout the wings with which to roam the skies |
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But brilliantly I oxidize |
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I have the urge to climb high |
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I position myself well and the begin to writhe |
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Abdomen flexing from side to side |
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Optical attraction with this exercise |
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Such light and action should catch your eyes |
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When illumination grows nigh |
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My swain has been attracted and it feels so right |
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Romantic lighting is this bride's delight |
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Now I've a belly full of bright lights |
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These little ones results of that seductive night |
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Observe how my lantern did kindle the prize |
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Pyrotechnics emanating from inside |
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Provocatively photosensitize |
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By brightness this life is conceptualized |