Fertility

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Like spermatozoa and oocytes They walked down the aisle  To be rebirthed on the birth bed of holy matrimony 
Her valves feed seeds of the sky to keep both hips  Once more great four around numbers of fierce giants 
Sun saves moves and rays for some as a racing nun Burns form him as from a mum Fun runs in plum turn for each warmth won
"you only pick the goods from her remains, because it's only a persistence 
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