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Music: Damian Anton A constellation Mapped over your glistening body And in the innumerable details of your eyes They blossom in the sunlight And of warm spring movement you remind me Of the deepest parts of my veins That have been there since the beginning And yet somehow the first time hearing the sound In perfect harmony On a warm spring day flying under the sun You smell like a perfect garden Everything is perfect Mapped over your glistening body And in the innumerable details of your eyes Everything is perfect You’re so perfect