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Jasmine Jingle

Be it fresh the redolent wind, Brave the chime anew breath favor, Tame the flame that incense hath singe, Jasmine fills the air to savor. Trades crosses a righteous room's length, Brocade drapes flutter in its wake, Scents enthralled magnify its strength, Sounds heard of an opening gate. Words intermingle voice is heard, A lyre is played, softly it tunes, Gentle music mixed with a word, A male sings enchantingly croons. Mystique magic of the Far East, Patrons calm in a Jasmine mist. 2020 February 03 howmanysyllables; 14 lines x 8 syllables per = 112 syllables total
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