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APHRODITE'S SONG OF FREEDOM

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life

One time I dreamed Aphrodite rose from the sea

All naked and glistening was she

"Why all the clothes?" she asked of me.

"This earth and sea are made for the free."

So I shed my shirt and trunks

and into the waters blue I sunk

Then felt an arm embrace my waist

as she led me o'er the dunes in haste

Toward an island of leafy trees and greenery

where naked men and women frolicked through the scenery

A land without cries of war

Just a lovely waterfall's roar

Quickly she took both my hands

and we danced to nature's gentle band

The merry breezes whistled

and birds were brightly singing

Yes, one time I dreamed Aphrodite rose from the sea

and showed me in naked splendor how to be free!

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