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Valenciana

it was a Valencian love
hot and heated
the warm breeze blew 
I was not cheated
sweat dripped onto the sheets
as the fan slowly churned overhead 
it was not enough to keep things cool
it was not enough to follow the rules
there were no rules
only passion
I found his one true gift
was beneath his accent 

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