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My Beloved’s Abode

World-weary and at the end of my tether Yonder lies my beloved’s abode Random as the fallen flight feather Magic horse for me is the only mode Critical as it is to bring us together Lamenting, toward the setting sun I rode.

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Date: 4/23/2025 2:49:00 PM
Congrats on your win, Nicely penned
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