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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chocolates stacked in crimson rows, each truffle wrapped in satin bows. But one sat lonely—why, who knows? Savor for later! Florist sighed, her roses wept, petals curled where lovers stepped. One bloom remained—its vigil kept. A non-vacator!
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