Eloquent, confident, graceful.
Oh, my ugly other, you aren't ugly at all.
Arms held high, ears perked up with pride.
Listen to me. I forget you never you.
Beautiful. Beautiful. Beautiful.
How little medicine didn't give to cure your forgetfulness?
How little? You verdant, gorgeous floura.
How few sheep told me they were peasants?
How few? You cool and collected, delicacy of a songbird.
Didn't I honestly deny not an image of it?
I forget none of you, yourself.
Genius. Genius. Genius.
Never crawl away from the blank wall, you are beautiful.