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Romance on Dubain Sands
Random thoughts on a roulette grid, softly sifts on Dubain sands
Edge of heaven I cannot see, yet see you, I do, my bestest friend.
Keystone of bliss, you carry along; strumming softly its guitar strands
Hand in hand, cheek to cheek, glued together by Aphrodite's command
Abstracting on a distant dream, together should our family expand.
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