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Quintessence.

It is truly yours Belonging to both This single point Examine and ponder it Established once Polished complete By agony pleasured Ruminate and reflect Cite and believe it In it’s finality Of defined setting Intimate and echo it Holding on Here at the end of all What was there to think about?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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