Guuleibeo.
In G major (soprano).
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Crispy is this golden crust.
A flavour you are born to have trust.
Enjoy fresh while still young.
With olives, tomatoes accompanying this breadly dance.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Guuleibeo
Author Archives: Sam Formosa
Relzello
Relzello.
In B major (soprano).
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The great gift of making.
The bowl and the soup.
With hands, we are born with.
Bringing out the fruit.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Okflosne
Okflosne.
In A major (soprano).
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You know when you know.
The dawn of day.
The siesta in mid-day.
The winter stars shine brighter.
The water is clean to enjoy.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Roasiouol
Roasiouol.
In G5 major (soprano).
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Emotions run wild.
When the bottle runs dry.
Denying the end.
Waiting, will not bring you back.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Rieasiany
Rieasiany.
In F5 major (soprano).
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Time and time again.
The cycle never ends.
Till the lights are still on.
Is it still rapping when alone again?
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#Rieasiany
Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Imasonlev
Imasonlev.
In E5 major (soprano).
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A low battlecruiser cloud cruised by.
Menacing as it went around.
Till it let loose with a ton.
Leaving debris all around.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Mabiylio
Mabiylio.
In D5 major (soprano).
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Does a stone have its place?
In this vast universe.
Will it be like a bee?
Or deep down under the sea?
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#Mabiylio
Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Edyeofre
Edyeofre.
In C5 major (Soprano). At the top right-hand corner is her crest.
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The ocean eagerly meets the shore.
Their embrace turned into white foam.
Wave after wave they come and go.
Till petered out to a sleeping drone.
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#Edyeofre
Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Haeliilio
Haeliilio.
In G major (soprano).
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A sparkle of stardust.
To sparkle your day.
It might give you sunshine.
Or anything you believe it plays.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Temiqaio
Temiqaio.
A new musical composition 66 long.
In B major (soprano).
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The mirror glows.
Of the personality, it shows.
Does not remember? No.
But the eyes do so.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.