One by one by one;
Size does not matter.
You contain songs, hours
Upon hours of tunes.
You are the spritely cube
That dangles in abstraction;
Not slim enough for pockets,
But still just right for me.
Dance and throb with song,
Keeping beat to lovely melodies,
Choosing to serenade only one,
By one; that one is me.
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