In Paris

Its the murky view

Dazing off a gentle clue

Its that shiny shoe

Blinding the sparkling dew

Its that noisy raven cries

Losing out the chirpy smiles

Let it rain and bind the chain

Jump in mud and freshen up

Shut that fight and just hug tight

 

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